All Stars lyrics

[Intro]
Hol' on
(Grrah)
(W-Grrah)
(Grrah)
(Eyyuh)
(E-Eyyuh)
Like, where the f*ck is he going? (Eyyuh)
(Like where the f*ck is he going?-)

[Chorus: JStar Balla]
Like, anytime that we spinned, threw an opp in the sky
L-like why they mad that we smoking on Fries?
Like and my trigger finger gotta blitz
Anytime that I threw 4 with my .9
Like how many dayroom n*ggas gotta-
Like how many dayroom n*ggas gotta die
And you n*ggas keep talking bro (RIP Notti)
But G-Pop got sent to the 'Lag

[Verse 1: BLOODIE]
Like stay on point cuz they said I might die
Like rob who? Well i ride with my .9
Everything dead if you play with my side (OY)
Like, can't wait til' we see Jay5ive
[Verse 2: Dee Play4Keeps]
Ayo Bloodie, don't start
That's someone right there, knock him out the p---
(Get that n*gga)
Knock him out the car
Ayo Sha, why you keep runnin so far?
He John Wick, I'm tired tappin' my arm
And got puffed for the sh*t he was on
Like we blitzed lil Corey, blitz lil Sha
Fleed him, almost got shot in the arm

[Verse 3: Roscoe G]
Like in the back of the building, tryna see sumn drop
Like sh*t jammed gotta get a new knock
Guess I'm running and ducking
I only threw a shot
Like f*ck that, we back on they land
We don't need a plan
We just gon' spin, then hop out the V
Like Black Tech, we ain't comin' to dance

[Verse 4: DD Osama]
Ayo [RG], who that?
That n*gga move wrong, put the beam to his back
Matt, Lotti, Rey, packed, he got hit in his shoulder, it came out his back
Why that car movin' funny, we know what to do to 'em?
Clutch knock, make sure that you boom
Throw about 8 and go back to the hood
Then put Naz and Rippy in a 'Wood
Yeah, thats right, DD is back
Pop, Nate, Friez, flat
Too much to lose, n*gga why would I lack?
Push up on me, I bet I react
Verse 5: Dudeylo
(Baow, Baow)
Where you at, anywhere I'mma troop it (C'mere)
Oh he think I'mma what? I'mma do it
L-Like, I'm talkin' before all this music
Shot-After-Shot, I'm that one that's gon' boom him
n*ggas be b*tch
Next shot, he got put on the bench
I threw 6, had him hoppin' the fence (Where he goin'?)
One got hit, hollows ripped through his flesh (Baow, Baow)

[Verse 6: DudeyLo and Bloodie]
EK is a simp (He a simp)
He gon' die from his love for a b*tch
Like don't forget, they was really my mans
Like I don't put on for this sh*t?
(OGzK)
And I'm smoking on DaDa
No magician, his body went ta-da
Ah, said, boy, I can't lack for no babaChest shot rip, that boy, he went bye, bye
Big gun in my bag, it go, "Ah, ah"
Like, three guns when you spinnin' on my side, like
I f*ck who? I can't let that boy swim
She a Sharkk, I'mm cut off her fin
Ah, ah, like where he been?
Like, straight Maybachs and Os when I spin
Ah, ah, like where he been?
Like, straight Maybachs and Os when I spin
[Verse 7: JStar Balla]
Issa beam on this blick, so I don't need no aim
Like he was just talking on bro
Damn, now that lil boy is a Float
She a dootie, make her drive the boat (f*ck you mean?)
Bend thru the 9 while I'm--
Bend thru the 9, while I'm uppin' my pole
If he trip, brodie gotta go
Stand over his body, hit him close

[Chorus: JStar Balla and P Liity]
Like, anytime that we spinned, put a opp in the sky
L-like why they mad that we smoking on Fries?
Like and my trigger finger gotta blitz
Anytime that I threw 4 with my .9
Like how many dayroom n*ggas gotta-
Like how many dayroom n*ggas gotta die
And you n*ggas keep talking bro
(But G-Pop gotta sent to the 'Lag)
(Fukumean!)
(Eyyuh)
(Eyyuh)
(Fukumean!)