All I Wanna Do

Royce Da 5'9

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    [Intro]
    What wh-wh-what what what, nigga {7X}
    Yo.. c'mon with it nigga
    This for my nigga right here, strictly for my niggaz
    What, turn it up, turn the.. turn the level up

    [Chorus: Royce Da 5'9"]
    All we wanna do is make money
    That's all that we wanna do
    Long as y'all niggaz don't fuck with us
    then my crew don't fuck with you (feel me, nigga bounce)
    All we wanna do is make money
    That's all that we wanna do
    Y'all niggaz, if you think about fuckin with us
    then my crew gon' fuck with you

    [Royce Da 5'9"]
    Yo, yo, yo.. how many niggaz wanna be
    on the receivin end of a bullet; thugs, keepin it real
    Stay heated with steel, I can see dude that you killed
    And watch me flee to Brazil
    You don't wanna make nothin of this
    Naw, I ain't nothin to this, ain't nothin to spit
    Fuckin with me gets you nothin but hit
    Openin up clutchin the fifth, somethin just niggaz must admit
    5'9" nigga with game, knowin all enemy names
    Sendin ten at the same shots through ten in your Range
    into your brain, hearing at the end of your reign
    Uhh, ain't shit sweet
    All y'all niggaz gon' know when I finish
    that I can get when I put my mind to it
    And all y'all niggaz gon' know when I finish
    that I can get when I put my nine to it
    I'm here to get the goods in mass amounts
    Give it back to the hood, pass it out
    Get a brand new house, cash it out
    Got a problem with it nigga? We can blast it out
    You hate this, runnin through holes like shoelaces
    Here to make a statement
    Even if it means puttin you under the pavement
    Drop while I'm foamin at the mouth for dough, money I taste it
    Everybody gotta have a heart as core
    And it seems that it's always yours
    But it never drip-drops in a storm
    When it rains it'll always pour (what?)
    Y'all niggaz know the deally wit me
    All y'all niggaz sound silly to me
    And I gotta believe, if you ain't feelin me
    That you gotta be harder to please to feel it to me
    Feel this, nigga bounce

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    [Chorus] - 2X w/ ad libs

    [Royce Da 5'9"]
    What, what?We tryna take over the world
    Any nigga with ears that can hear or comprehend
    Ain't one nigga livin I'm scared of
    All my niggaz'll be jumpin in
    And for any nigga thinkin that he out of his shit
    Snatched out of his whip
    Fed to the dogs, get an ultimatum or pick
    As to what he wanna get hit by - the rott or the pitt
    Up in the 'burbs, chillin with nothin but birds
    We cash checks on the third
    And when I say that I'm out for the green
    You know a nigga mean every aspect of the word
    (Yeah) Walk the street
    It's a nigga that stalk you, chatterin your teeth
    Runnin your mouth until I pull out with the heat
    Tellin you that talk is cheap
    And it'll cost you true King of the king
    Nigga with more beef than a war chief you can't defeat nor beat
    Smile at the sight of a thug, then I go right for the blood
    This nigga thought he was cold so I hit him with more heat
    (Blaow!) Niggaz don't even deserve to breathe
    How the fuck is you servin me?
    I'm the nigga with the pump ready to dump all nine shots
    until your body turn burgundy - want war nigga?
    You don't wanna fuck with this, what's all of this
    You might as well un-ball your fist
    You think the real niggaz fight with fists?
    Let me be the first to tell you that it's all a myth
    I ain't playin with y'all niggaz, it ain't a game
    Real niggaz recognize the real
    So when I aim, I aim to hit
    And I came to spit shit you feel
    Feel this (feel me)

    [Chorus] - 2X w/ ad libs

    [Outro]
    What wh-wh-what what what, nigga {15X}
    What, nigga, what, nigga
    What wh-wh-what what what, nigga!

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