Free For All lyrics

[Intro]
[?] on the track

[Verse 1 ?]
He wasn't talking 'bout no paper, dawg, so I ain't hear sh*t
n*gga acting like he serious, dawg, but he ain't with it
I don't play these n*ggas' music, they rap too many lyrics
I can press a button like Cerie, have them really killing
We send sh*t like missiles, I don't play with n*ggas
Think I had an epiphany, I'ma get [?]
We just get them [?], V.I.P. [?]
Payroll in the kitchen, quick to get the mixing

[Verse 2 ?]
Better make the right move, 'cause it could be your last one
We get sh*t done, without question, ain't no asking
It's us, it's them boys, n*gga whips [?]
Concrete to the bone, hop on that b*tch [?]
[?] my presents like I'm Gucci
The foreign on the highway, a n*gga try one of us, I guess he tryna die today
Then it's f*ck him then, but let's get back on track
All my n*ggas move in silence, they ain't gon' talk 'bout that

[Verse 3 ?]
Belly on Big Pun, I ain't trippin [?]
Put him on [?] for that money, know he missing
With that cannon like [?] through the trenches
[?] flowing through my kidneys
Push that button, start it
Welcome to my party
Captain for my squadren
[?]
Open up that moshpit, they go stupid, DJ Carnage
I was [?]
[Verse 4 ?]
I just robbed a rapper, then I put that n*gga jewelry on
I don't care what they say, I'm lying to [?]
Na I ain't no rapper, but I'm shining with these karots on
Diamonds in my ear, how you think a n*gga hear a song?
Feeling like I'm [?] don't let me get another stone
Let me snap my fingers, then a n*gga get [?]
You ain't get no [?] no iron man
Guess y'all don't want no beef, 'cause [?]

[Verse 5 ?]
Something like [?] when I creep slow
Up, right, left, down, triangle, that's the [?] cheat code
Balling, spilt some purp on my jersey, now I'm [?]
Stiff arm a n*gga like [?] then I'm going long

[Verse 6 ?]
Short haired b*tch on the side, just like [?]
If a n*gga ain't talking bread, n*gga, he can't call my phone
We don't associate with n*ggas, you ain't one of us
Saying this and that, but I promis you [?]

[Verse 7 ?]
She give the head, then I [?] now I'm going home
Ice box, [?] with the [?]
I just broke her spleen, perc got me taking [?]
Up in smoke, walking on the clouds, feel like I'm Cheech and Chong
[Verse 8 ?]
Diamonds dancing up in your video, just like [?]
Bananas on the chopper, make a n*gga feel like Diddy Kong
[?] while that n*gga just mix cologne
I just dropped an 8 of Wok, and had me feeling p*ssing stones