Meek Mill, YG & Snoop Dogg – That’s My Nigga

[Verse 2: Meek Mill]
That’s my nigga, word up
Nigga, you ain’t got shit
[Hook: Meek Mill]
Nigga, this’s crip on my, two times
This that Philly Bompton shit
I can’t fuck with him if he ain’t true
I don’t fuck with them Hollywood niggas
And we don’t talk to no motherfucking law

Might pull up on the corner like that’s my nigga
Come through Compton with all my niggas (my niggas)
And burn this bitch down like Left Eye nigga
I be only fucking with bitches that get it popping
I’m on the eastside rolling with my westside niggas (Westside westside westside)
Dump on a nigga for some silly shit
Don’t give a fuck and we’ll bust him one time, nigga
I’m on the eastside rolling with my westside niggas (Westside westside westside)
Ooh, ooh
Banging with the loud or the silencer

A hundred four rounds when the milli kick, yeah
[Hook: Meek Mill]
Basic bitches came to suck this dick, no
Tanners, scanners, bananas peeled out
Cash out [??] nigga with the pounds low
Leave him on the floor with his brains spilt out
They like, he alright but he ain’t you
Roll through the city, give [??]
And now we headed to the westside, rolling in some [??] shit

Cooked up, caked up, slanging that raw, nigga
They tryna have me on some sucker shit

Gang bang niggas who he really with (real)
Might pull up on the corner like that’s my nigga
Basic bitches came to fuck the clique, oh
Tear up your corner over some nonsense
[Intro: Meek Mill]
In the game, I’m the keep it right nigga
We’re just tryna do it big like that Bed-Stuy, nigga
Can a real crip, get a lil’ bit

What y’all thought? We criss to cross
You don’t wanna see on of my niggas face in the [??]
[Hook: Meek Mill]
Open the gate, jump on the lift
You should’ve seen how we looked last winter (last winter)
We’re just tryna do it big like that Bed-Stuy, nigga

We’re just tryna do it big like that Bed-Stuy, nigga
And the feds looking, pray they don’t catch my nigga (I pray they don’t catch my nigga)
That’s my nigga, word up
I’m on the eastside rolling with my westside niggas (Westside westside westside)
Yeah, haha

Baller ammo, I got forty rounds tho
You be only fucking with niggas that be on cop shit

And burn this bitch down like Left Eye nigga
I was the richest nigga on the tip
We like, five milli on board the ship
You ain’t talking money, I see you [??] with the topic
You ain’t gotta ask me
Locked down the the killers and the robbers, going hard in it
Come through popping with all my niggas (my niggas)
[Verse 1: YG]
And burn this bitch down like Left Eye nigga
Back to the set, no sweat, ducked off
Come through the hood and you will get fucked off
You should’ve seen how we ate last dinner
I’ma do it my way nigga, fuck the script
And the feds looking, pray they don’t catch my nigga (I pray they don’t catch my nigga)
You miss, your loss, we settin’ it off
And the feds looking, pray they don’t catch my nigga (I pray they don’t catch my nigga)
‘Cause all these rap niggas know my niggas wanna get ’em
That’s my nigga, word up
Double in the backseat, it look like a [??]
I don’t fuck with them Hollywood niggas
Came through the block with everything that’s new
Sipping that motherfucking DS2
4HUnnid nigga with that .40 pound on me
He count on me even when I move slow
Might pull up on the corner like that’s my nigga
[Verse 3: Snoop Dogg]