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Fuck Em All Lyrics by Eastside Jody

Get Rich Or Die Trappin

2017

[Intro: Tabius Tate]
Yeah, ha
Eastside Jody
What's happenin', boy?
Tabius Tate right
We gon' get rich, or we gon' die trappin', yeah
These niggas talk, they be just rappin'
[Chorus: Tabius Tate]
I thought the money was a problem but it wasn't
The dope game made me fall out with my cousin
It ain't no love when you grindin', out here hustlin'
They hate it when you make it but they love it when you strugglin'
So a nigga be like fuck 'em all, fuck 'em all, fuck 'em all
Fuck 'em all, fuck 'em all
I be like fuck 'em all, fuck 'em all, fuck 'em all
Fuck 'em all, fuck 'em all, yeah yeah
[Verse 1: Eastside Jody]
Fuck 'em all, nigga bust 'em all
Drugs involved, ain't no love at all
Money involved, ain't no trust at all
A hundred bales, I'ma bust 'em all
Don't rush at all, do the speed limit
Trunk got a bunch of weed in it
Old homies turned to bitch on me
Not Quan, but gettin' rich homie
In the hood I'm the big homie
Used to ride with them bricks on me
Always ride with them sticks on me
Get you clipped and your big homie
Gettin' money with the little homies
Salute them niggas, man them niggas hungry
Plug keep laying packs on me
And I keep laying stacks on him
Count it up, we gon' live it up
Trap it out, we don't give a fuck
The numbers good, nigga run it up
Everybody love you when they comin' up
That money got these niggas switchin' up
That money got these niggas bitchin' up
I don't give a fuck, fuck
[Chorus: Tabius Tate]
I thought the money was a problem but it wasn't
The dope game made me fall out with my cousin
It ain't no love when you grinding, out here hustlin'
They hate it when you make it but they love it when you struggling
So a nigga be like fuck 'em all, fuck 'em all, fuck 'em all
Fuck 'em all, fuck 'em all
I be like fuck 'em all, fuck 'em all, fuck 'em all
Fuck 'em all, fuck 'em all, yeah yeah
[Verse 2: Moneybagg Yo]
I waited so long just to ball
Now I'm that nigga that's standing tall
Too many groupies, can't fuck 'em all
Louis come straight to me, fuck the mall
They say I run it up fast
Hundreds after hundreds, call it a marathon
If the feds come for my ass
Told my bitch go in the mattress and make the bond
Thought the money was the problem
It create it, it don't solve 'em
On the Gram, haters soggy
Water on me, it dissolve 'em
Remixin' me a carton
Foreign shit, auto-parkin'
In the Aston ridin' like a Harley
I pop a wheelie tryna walk it
Fuck 'em all, fuck 'em all
They all was choosin', I fucked 'em all
I smashed three hoes, bowling ball
With a big strap on me, that's protocol
I painted sixteen, Pau Gasol
You can't sip out my cup, this ain't alcohol
Dope game fucked up, niggas snitchin'
Might get caught on the phone, shit get tricky
[Chorus: Tabius Tate]
I thought the money was a problem but it wasn't
The dope game made me fall out with my cousin
It ain't no love when you grinding, out here hustlin'
They hate it when you make it but they love it when you strugglin'
So a nigga be like fuck 'em all, fuck 'em all, fuck 'em all
Fuck 'em all, fuck 'em all
I be like fuck 'em all, fuck 'em all, fuck 'em all
Fuck 'em all, fuck 'em all, yeah yeah
[Verse 3: Marlo]
The dope game made me fall out with my people
Had to cross the plug and get even
Always keep my pistol, nigga that's what I believe in
Had to bust a pussy nigga if he reachin'
Got the J's beatin' on my door, they ask for ether
Got the block sold out, nigga believe it
And I thought the money was the problem
Them niggas havin' pressure, so we solve 'em
Give 'em a hundred draco shots, no revolvers
Told Jo to give me a hundred bags, I off 'em
Get some bitches goin' in, a nigga flossin'
[Chorus: Tabius Tate]
I thought the money was a problem but it wasn't
The dope game made me fall out with my cousin
It ain't no love when you grinding, out here hustlin'
They hate it when you make it but they love it when you strugglin'
So a nigga be like fuck 'em all, fuck 'em all, fuck 'em all
Fuck 'em all, fuck 'em all
I be like fuck 'em all, fuck 'em all, fuck 'em all
Fuck 'em all, fuck 'em all, yeah yeah

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