All My Life (feat. Nate Dogg)

Philadelphia freeway ****

I'm right back like I left something

Ya know what it is

Big Chuck hollar at'ch boy

G4 status, we got them things when we land ****

Early

Real **** stand up

From Cali to Philly, Philly to Cali

I deliver the order, haulin' a milli

Ya'll **** silly, I really don't want no problems

It's north Philly hot, really hot

Duck cops, send shots at idiots

Really I got the mack milli I wet you squadron up

Oh, he don't feel me ya'll

Nate go get the gats, we shootin' up they videos

Really ya'll, ain't makin' a dollar

When my shit drop, it's the Roc, hollar

Shoot you from toe to collar, watch you, hollar

Pop my collar, hollar

Bank controllin' the track

Free and Nate controllin' the flow

Ya'll cat need to fall back, hollar

At you boy if you wanna get rich

I got a town and they want it tonight

You got pounds well they one of the Knicks

Cross free better be strapped the rest of your life

All my life I'm, I'm gonna be

Lovin' dough, chasin' hoes

Smokin' dope, yeah, yeah, yeah

All my days I'm, I'm gonna be

Ridin' strapped, back and forth

East to west, watch your back

And I'm going, going back, back

To Cali, Cali, is we strapped? Yes

Private jet, gat in the vest

Packed with the cotch

Hit Nate soon as I land, hop in the van

Everything calm and cool, gat by the croch

Travel wit the tool, it's just a part of the plans

And I'm from the east side, that's how we ride

I like Mr. Sig Sawyer sing a song to your man

Yeah, it's the worlds most dangerous clique

The Roc, we get neck in Los Angeles

Chicks scandalous, it's just a part of the plans

I smash, photograph that's in the home to they man at last

I'm more than a rap star, she a bit off

More than she can chew, she's one of the fans

She said, you know know how we do

I swallow your crew

Break a playa off then get a draws for his man, yeah

All my life I'm, I'm gonna be

Lovin' dough, chasin' hoes

Smokin' dope, yeah, yeah, yeah

All my days I'm, I'm gonna be

Ridin' strapped, back and forth

East to west, watch your back

Tell Philly Phil Free comin' to town

And we can blaze thirty L's once I get off the plane

And go shoot past Roscoe's for chicken and waffles

You act tough, hollows will stop at your mainframe

Hit up your main man, stick to the game plan

Your main man chick wanna come home with me like Cam

Get done with her, pass her to Cam

If I want to squirt her, take her to Fatburger

Spit murder, cross the clique, get murdered

Out Cali wearin' any color

State prop stick to my brand

It ain't nothing but crooks in here

(Whoop, whoop)

Freewizzle, big Nate Dizzle

(Whoop, whoop)

Get took straight from the club to the spittle

For shizzle, ya'll gon' have to call the cops

And Nate from the west side

That's how they ride

Shots in your back, never bust in the air, yeah

All my life I'm, I'm gonna be

Lovin' dough, chasin' hoes

Smokin' dope, yeah, yeah, yeah

All my days I'm, I'm gonna be

Ridin' strapped, back and forth

East to west, watch your back

All my life I'm, I'm gonna be

Lovin' dough, chasin' hoes

Smokin' dope, yeah, yeah, yeah

All my days I'm, I'm gonna be

Ridin' strapped, back and forth

East to west, watch your back

Hollar

State prop chain gang

Ya'll **** know what it is

Back and forth, east to west

Freeway is in the house, is in the house

Young gunnars in the building

Hollar

Ya'll bitch ass ****

Put your mouth on a pistol ****

Put your mouth on a motherfuckin' pistol

Hollar

Matter fact, scream ****

Yeah

Yeah, it's the Roc