(feat. 40-Cal, A-mafia)



Its Scram Jones Nigga 

Yea, A-Mafia Nigga 

40th Boys 

Its Dipset 

Purple City, Duke The God 

Ayo Yall Know How The Fuck We Do This Shit 



[Chorus: x2]

Ayo 

Now All My Real Niggas Pop It Off 

Shoot Em Until His Top Come Off 

I'm Gettin Money So, I Gotta Floss 

Cause Im The Boss 

When I Come Out, The Thugs Come Out 

Stomp Him Out, Till The Blood Come Out 

He Frontin, Let A Slug Come Out 

I'll Show You What A Thug About 



[A-Mafia:]

Yo, I See His Face Tightnin 

But I Aint With The Face Fightin 

Try To Imitate Tyson 

He Gonna Taste Lightin(That Fire Nigga) 

I See Some Gangstas On My Right And The Left Of Me 

Keep The Tech On Me 

Black Gloves And A Vest On Me 

Our Jesus Resurected 

Tv's In The Lexus 

Breezy's Wanna Sex Us 

Freezy On The Necklace 

Its Mafia (Where) 

A-Mafia Here 

Throw Your Hands In The Air For A-Mafia Yea 

I Start Rumbles When I Come Through 

Go Bundle For Bundle(Pack For Pack Nigga) 

I Got Some Killas That'll Come Through And Slump You 

I Hear Them Mumble, About The Coke They Got 

Till Them Niggas Ran In They Spots,And Broke They Lock 

These Clown Niggas Wanna Smoke A-Maf 

Now Leave Em On The Floor 

Catch Him Slippin While He In Front Of The Corner Store 

But I Aint Goin Out,(Nope)Homie Im Squeezin At You First,Let Off Shots And Leave You In A Hurse 



[Chorus:]

Now All My Real Niggas Pop It Off 

Shoot Em Until His Top Come Off 

I'm Gettin Money So, I Gotta Floss 

Cause Im The Boss 

When I Come Out, The Thugs Come Out 

Stomp Him Out, Till The Blood Come Out 

He Frontin, Let A Slug Come Out 

I'll Show You What A Thug About 



[40 Cal.:]

Yea 

All My Real Niggas Pop At Ya 

40 And A-Mafia 

We Gettin Money Ho, We Popular 

It Get Impossible To Body Ya 

Photographers Is Watchin Ya 

My Whole Block Hotter Then Somalia 

40 Shoot The Hollow Points 

Hope Your Vest Titanium 

They Dont Want You In New York 

Like The West Side Stadium 

Schemin On Your Money, Like A Bedstuy 

Atm 

You Beefin At 7, You Dead By 8 P.M. 

Internet Chatroom Thug 

Niggas Thinkin They Wolves 

But Your Heart Pumpin Racoon Blood 

But Im Rollin With Them Baboons Cuz 

Where We Call It Brain Wash 

Shoot Your Brains In The Bathroom Tub 

I'll Bring Them Crumb Snatchers Out 

For A Lump Cash Amount 

We Ride Up Cornerstore, Got A Dutchmaster Drought 

I'll Make Funkmaster Shout 

Its Gonna Be Problems 

Call Me Game, You'll Be My New Son Up In Harlem 

Where We Hustle Fam, More Bags Than A Luggage Man, 

Like Box Braids, Keep My Knots Up In Rubberbands 

My Wrist Spring Bling, My Chain Summer Jam 

You Should See The Hummer Fam 

The Rims Do The Runnin Man (Damn) 



[40 Cal.:]

All My Real Niggas Pop At Ya 

40 And A-Mafia 

We Gettin Money Ho, We Popular 

It Get Impossible To Body Ya 

Photographers Is Watchin Ya 

My Whole Block Hotter Then Somalia 



[A-Mafia:]

Now All My Real Niggas Pop It Off 

Shoot Em Until His Top Come Off 

I'm Gettin Money So, I Gotta Floss 

Cause Im The Boss 

When I Come Out, The Thugs Come Out 

Stomp Him Out, Till The Blood Come Out 

He Frontin, Let A Slug Come Out 

I'll Show You What A Thug About