Everything Lyrics - Troy Ave

Uh 

Dope boy swag to the max on 'em 

Dealing yay for the pay with the strap on 'em 

Money ain't a thing but a quick meet 

Nigga murder ain't a thing but a hip reach 

BK nigga and I've been what's up 

Word to my mother I don't give a fuck 

Like a fronting ho 

I ain't fronting though 

I ain't gotta make a call I just dump and go 

Fast lane living shit I'm in the streets 

And you can feel that when I get a beat 

D-town raps you can see my sheet 

I've been toting gats since I had the peach 

Fuzz lit, thug shit 

New York City crack house drug shit 

That's what the fuck I'm representing 

30 cash for the cross what the fuck am I repenting nigga? 

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Yea, I'm selling birds come and get a wing 

BSB in the hood we the Medellín 

I'm all good wearing heavy bling 

Niggas front we putting holes up in everything, everything, everything 

My niggas putting holes up in everything, everything, everything 

My niggas putting holes up in everything. 

Uh 

Dope boy swag to the max on 'em 

Dealing yay for the pay with the strap on 'em 

Money ain't a thing but a quick meet 

Nigga murder ain't a thing but a hip reach 

BK nigga and I've been what's up 

Word to my mother I don't give a fuck 

Like a fronting ho 

I ain't fronting though 

I ain't gotta make a call I just dump and go 

Fast lane living shit I'm in the streets 

And you can feel that when I get a beat 

D-town raps you can see my sheet 

I've been toting gats since I had the peach 

Fuzz lit, thug shit 

New York City crack house drug shit 

That's what the fuck I'm representing 

30 cash for the cross what the fuck am I repenting nigga? 

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Yea, I'm selling birds come and get a wing 

BSB in the hood we the Medellín 

I'm all good wearing heavy bling 

Niggas front we putting holes up in everything, everything, everything 

My niggas putting holes up in everything, everything, everything 

My niggas putting holes up in everything. 

Niggas who ain't selling no records look defeated 

No shades on in the club, clothes repeated 

Since '02 I told you I ain't need it 

Billie Jean step on the square tell you to Beat It 

Bricks in my backpack, scale and the black mac 

Niggas don't talk on the phone, they can tap that 

Unwrap raw, ice a tall mix 

Once it shrink, wrap, mummify bricks 

100 thousand dollar car minimums 

And they're candy color coated like an m&m 

Came with the bleach blonde bitch who love's eminem 

And a tan on her skin like a Timberland 

Everything nigga I got everything 

Money cash hoes that's my everything 

Niggas talking like they heavy slang 

We get it straight from the Medellín. 

Yea, I'm selling birds come and get a wing 

BSB in the hood we the Medellín 

I'm all good wearing heavy bling 

Niggas front we putting holes up in everything, everything, everything 

My niggas putting holes up in everything, everything, everything 

My niggas putting holes up in everything.