Mario Winans - n***as lyrics

[Hook] To all my Brooklyn (n***as!) To all my Uptown (n***as!) To all my Bronx (n***as!) To all my Queensbridge (n***as!) (n***a, n***a, n***a, n***a!) [Verse 1] Back up chump, you know Biggie Smalls rips it quick And kicks it quick; you know how black n***as get With the hoods, fatigues with the boots with trees Smokin weed, flippin ki's, making crazy G's Hitting buckshots at n***as that open spots On the avenue--take my loot, and I'm bagging you Pimping hoes that drive Volvos and Rodeos Flash the roll, make her wet in her pantyhose Damn, a n***a's style is unorthodox Grip the Glock, when I walk down the crowded blocks Just in case a n***a want to act out I just black out, and blow they motherf**ing back out That's a real n***a for ya [Hook] To all my Brooklyn (n***as!) To all my Uptown (n***as!) To all my Bronx (n***as!) To all my Queensbridge (n***as!) (n***a, n***a, n***a, n***a!) [Verse 2] When we smoke spliffs, we pack four-fifths Just in case Dread want to riff He get a free lift to the cemetary, rough very Not your ordinary: we watch you get buried That's a real n***a for ya Get mad, do a quarter, flip the script, and rip your lawyer Spit at the DA, cause f** what she say She don't give a f** about your a** anyway Up north, bound first stop for the town Of Fishk**, where the hand sk**s are real ill You'll be a super Hoover doo-doo stain remover Ha-Hah! Yo G, pa** the buddha [Hook] To all my Brooklyn (n***as!) To all my Uptown (n***as!) To all my Bronx (n***as!) To all my Queensbridge (n***as!) (n***a, n***a, n***a, n***a!) [Hook] To all my Brooklyn (n***as!) To all my Uptown (n***as!) To all my Bronx (n***as!) To all my Queensbridge (n***as!) (n***a, n***a, n***a, n***a!) [Verse 3] Money, hoes, and clothes Blunt smoke coming out the nose, is all a n***a knows Flipping on foes, putting tags on toes Watching the stash grow, clocking the cashflow The neighborhood gravedigger Getting paid so much, all the b**hes want to see a n***a I guess they figure I'm paid, I want to get laid Or since I got loot, I want to knock boots I'd rather beat my dick than trick And if she don't s**, then we don't f** I'd rather make a buck, drive a fat-a** truck Grab the 9, two clips, and run amuck Yes, flex after two or three Becks As I wreck sh**, what the f** you expected? A fly guy? Well f** it, I'm the high guy From Bed-Stuy, putting the swelling on your eye And your nose even; when I choke ya, you stop breathing And when Jake come, I'm leaving [Hook] To all my Brooklyn (n***as!) To all my Uptown (n***as!) To all my Bronx (n***as!) To all my Queensbridge (n***as!) (n***a, n***a, n***a, n***a!) To all my Brooklyn (n***as!) To all my Uptown (n***as!) To all my Bronx (n***as!) To all my Queensbridge (n***as!) (n***a, n***a, n***a, n***a!) To all my Brooklyn (n***as!) To all my Uptown (n***as!) To all my Bronx (n***as!) To all my Queensbridge (n***as!) (n***a, n***a, n***a, n***a!) To all my Brooklyn (n***as!) To all my Uptown (n***as!) To all my Bronx (n***as!) To all my Queensbridge (n***as!) (n***a, n***a, n***a, n***a!) [Outro] The hotel guest that you have called is unreachable You may leave a private recorded message at the tone or press zero and a hotel operator will a**ist you You may start your message now press zero to return to the attendant Ayo big whats up men its Shawn men heard you are in miami boy give me a call i got some b**hes men i got eight b**hes I got some crony i got some kid that looks crib n***a that n***a ain't goina be here for two weeks hit me up n***a hit me up its shawn its shawn