Plies - All Out lyrics

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Plies - All Out lyrics

[Intro: chorus playing behind intro] Oh this sh** f**ed up bruh but I'ma go out here and get mines my n***a I'm going all out [Chorus:] This sh** f**ed up I'm going all out I'm going all out I'm going all out This sh** f**ed up I'm going all out I'm going all out I'm going all out This sh** f**ed up I'm going all out I'm going all out I'm going all out This sh** f**ed up I'm going all out I'm going all out I'm going all out [Verse 1:] I'm head first bout whatever b**h I'm all in now Ain losing ain for it b**h I gotta win now All night real grind b**h I'm getting it in now Ain with it f** that I wanna be the man now Bout the money mother f**er it I'll go to the pin now Jump out dressed down do that sh** again now Real n***as where they at b**h this sh** thin now I don't f** 'em that's bout it ain got whit to give now Going all out that's all a mother f**er saying now I grind b**h I grind b**h I do it all I can now sh** bad sh** crazy and everybody know it now Going all out b**h I gotta get this cash now [Chorus:] This sh** f**ed up I'm going all out I'm going all out I'm going all out This sh** f**ed up I'm going all out I'm going all out I'm going all out This sh** f**ed up I'm going all out I'm going all out I'm going all out This sh** f**ed up I'm going all out I'm going all out I'm going all out [Verse 2:] Five heat with five pistols yea we in this mother f**er n***a try it guess what he go get it in this mother f**er Would've brought them yoppers but couldn't fit it in this mother f**er n***a try it guess what we go pull it in this mother f**er Going all out me and my n***as is co*k s**er Toolies out me and you gone pull 'em gone up'em Marvs out bare face guess what I'ma gone bust him Been bout it you didn't know I dump it in this mother f**er We ain't talking we ain't friendly you know what that mean n***a Popping 1 5 with that mother f**ing beam n***a You don't stand a chance you to mother f**ing green n***a Going all out on every mother f**ing scene n***a [Chorus:] This sh** f**ed up I'm going all out I'm going all out I'm going all out This sh** f**ed up I'm going all out I'm going all out I'm going all out This sh** f**ed up I'm going all out I'm going all out I'm going all out This sh** f**ed up I'm going all out I'm going all out I'm going all out [Verse 3:] Rob Sears sell dope b**h I'm bout that bread hoe Take mines Wesley b**h you getting his head hoe Bout them racks p**y n***a I'm aiming at your head bro All night all night b**h I want this bread hoe All me don't play I'm putting you on the man floor Playing bout a n***a cash n***a get your a** tore Broke and on your dick n***a what you think the mask for Eyes heavy and ain slept what you think the bags for n***a ain't the same n***a dog without that cash flow n***a gone broke n***a I'm putting them yoppas on the floor Streets f**ed up that's what everybody saying though n***a talk your a** off if it don't matter bout that cash bro And I'ma run these streets until my mother f**ing feet sore And I'ma take this mother f**ing cash until my heart go Been told you I go to prison b**h before I starve bro Going all out bout this cash you already know [Chorus:] This sh** f**ed up I'm going all out I'm going all out I'm going all out This sh** f**ed up I'm going all out I'm going all out I'm going all out This sh** f**ed up I'm going all out I'm going all out I'm going all out This sh** f**ed up I'm going all out I'm going all out I'm going all out

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