[Chorus: 38 Spesh]

All my niggas getting bread in New York

Trying to stay away from federal court, I feel your pain

To my niggas that never would talk

I let you know I send my support

Do your thing!



All my niggas getting bread in New York

Trying to stay away from federal court, I feel your pain

To my niggas that never would talk

I let you know I send my support

Do your thing!



[Verse 1: 38 Spesh]

Now play your part, cousin

It's a pool full of sharks, cousin

Your mind was ready for the world, but your heart wasn't

We all done it, we all wanted the cars and broads from it

These the results of our sure coming

But I ran with four fifth dumpers

You ran with the runners and the tall fence jumpers

All my dogs been gone for six summers

We were stunners, now we're all did numbers

This is for my niggas with all did numbers

That go to the floor and get ganja

Fuck a stick, nigga we blow logs of big lumber

There's nothing a hog can get from us

We got four-fours that spit thunder

We kick down doors for quick come ups

Rich or poor, the pigs want us

I'm good in the hood by the store

And I'm on the Fed's bulletin board

Nigga, I'm good in the war

'Cause I live by the bullet and sword

And I pull to a nigga, can't pull anymore

They wanna put a tag on my foot in the morgue

'Cause I got wood in the dash and wood in the door

Mink on the floor, you think about yours

While I think about my mans in the clink up north

Let's go!



[Chorus: 38 Spesh]

All my niggas getting bread in New York

Trying to stay away from federal court, I feel your pain

To my niggas that never would talk

I let you know I send my support

Do your thing!



All my niggas getting bread in New York

Trying to stay away from federal court, I feel your pain

To my niggas that never would talk

I let you know I send my support

Do your thing!



[Verse 2: 38 Spesh]

I see these bitch niggas live for the moment

AR send em to Moses, I send my condolence

Whip stolen, bitch nigga I'm rolling

Finish unloading, when his body temperature frozen

Im giving out rivers and oceans

Grave sights, yellow tape, candles, ribbons, and roses

I do it for my bitches thats holy

Exposing visiting prisons with drugs, they fit em in trojans

My life too real for me to chill

It's something about it, I just gotta be in the field

Shout out to my nigga who finally beat his appeal

Before the feds indict me, Ill probably be in Brazil

Chill, I seen better days before

We open our spots and barricade the doors

Young rich niggas that never made the Forbes

Custom fit everything, tailor made my drawers

I ball like I never saved before

Suede floors when I decorate my cars

Car paid for and my crib paid for

Laywer paid for in case I catch a charge



[Chorus: 38 Spesh]

All my niggas getting bread in New York

Trying to stay away from federal court, I feel your pain

To my niggas that never would talk

I let you know I send my support

Do your thing!



All my niggas getting bread in New York

Trying to stay away from federal court, I feel your pain

To my niggas that never would talk

I let you know I send my support

Do your thing!



[Verse 3: Styles P]

Life's a bitch, but karma is too

Take a look at the casket, bet it's one that can fit you

Quarter back to work and the rallies will blitz you

We know this, so we light up the blunts with a pistol

It's sorta like Russian roulette with no [?]

I salute to the niggas that's never given their name out (Salute)

We send our support, [?]

Smoke with some hash on the dance floor

Chick [?] leave you a lot of cash flow

[?] get life and one of them niggas' asshole

Don't be an asshole, learn how the pass go

Monopoly money got us hotter than Tobasco

Now the board game turned into a sore game

I gave all pain, yeah to the Lord game

Cause a real nigga will get ya

It's SP The Ghost and 38 Special!