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[Chorus: Waka Flocka Flame] All my niggas TTG, they trained to go, shawty Kick a door, shawty, lay down on the floor, shawty Trained to go, shawty, I'm all about that fucking bread Robbed so many niggas, I got a ticket on my head All my niggas TTG, they trained to go, shawty Kick a door, shawty, lay down on the floor, shawty Trained to go, shawty, I'm all about that fucking bread Robbed so many niggas, I got a ticket on my head [Verse 1: Waka Flocka Flame] New boy on the block, so you know my pistol jerking You got weed, soft, or pills, fucker, is you working? Bank account hurting, so you know a nigga robbing Don't got a job, they finished school, so what's the option? Lay that nigga down, AK or that 40 round Pills and weed got me higher than Bobby Brown (Rollin') T.T.G. hoe, trained to go, hoe Lay down on the floor or bring it to the door, hoe [Verse 2: French Montana] All my niggas in this city trained to go, shawty I got a old 40 with like four bodies on it Twerk, putting niggas in the dirt Any means necessary, make her work Montana got that twerk, twerk, twerk, 35 for the shirt If you need a nigga, hit me on the Chirp And you know I got that dough, shawty I be pimping, got them bitches on the go, shawty I'ma shooter like Chris Paul [Chorus: Waka Flocka Flame] All my niggas TTG, they trained to go, shawty Kick a door, shawty, lay down on the floor, shawty Trained to go, shawty, I'm all about that fucking bread Robbed so many niggas, I got a ticket on my head All my niggas TTG, they trained to go, shawty Kick a door, shawty, lay down on the floor, shawty Trained to go, shawty, I'm all about that fucking bread Robbed so many niggas, I got a ticket on my head [Verse 3: YG Hootie] Bitch, we hitting licks, find me when you found me I ain't finished school, grinding with my Tommy .45, that's my blondie, that's my bitch nigga I'm from West Side Bompton, that's my blick, nigga Me and Flockaveli, bitch, I'm sensing like I'm Belly They be by my celly, flip them bitches at the telly Trained to go, nigga, I rob a nigga Straight drag a nigga, that's your ass, nigga [Verse 4: Joe Moses] What they know about me? All black mask and a all black tee All black bitch in the all black V, out in the A with Waka Flocka French Montana got that blocka blocka Twenty all out on that talk-a-Flocka Flag on the right, that's su woo, bitch I don't give a fuck about what you did J-O-E, I run this shit Hootie and Joe, that's the Brick Squad West Shooting for the head, you can wear your vest Tat on my chest, I rep that west 5-0-4, I rep that ness .45, homie, I keep that tech Dogs on code, I keep my pets A-O-B, I rep that set [Chorus: Waka Flocka Flame] All my niggas TTG, they trained to go, shawty Kick a door, shawty, lay down on the floor, shawty Trained to go, shawty, I'm all about that fucking bread Robbed so many niggas, I got a ticket on my head All my niggas TTG, they trained to go, shawty Kick a door, shawty, lay down on the floor, shawty Trained to go, shawty, I'm all about that fucking bread Robbed so many niggas, I got a ticket on my head [Verse 5: Suge Gotti] Guess who's in the building? Flipped a few bricks, now I'm up a quarter million Just trying to feed my children Knock a nigga's brains, snatch a nigga's chain Love them ratchet bitches, they love to give me brain Sold so much blow, it's driving me insane Haters have no choice, they tell them Gotti do his thing Disrespect that clique, eat a two-piece with the Flame I'm repping off that East Side, ain't never been a lame [Verse 6: Baby Bomb] I'm Baby Bomb I'm Baby Bomb I'm Baby Bomb, I'm Baby Bomb I'm Baby Bomb I'm Baby Bomb I'm Baby Bomb I'm Baby Bomb, I'm Baby Bomb I'm Baby Bomb [Chorus: Waka Flocka Flame] All my niggas TTG, they trained to go, shawty Kick a door, shawty, lay down on the floor, shawty Trained to go, shawty, I'm all about that fucking bread Robbed so many niggas, I got a ticket on my head All my niggas TTG, they trained to go, shawty Kick a door, shawty, lay down on the floor, shawty Trained to go, shawty, I'm all about that fucking bread Robbed so many niggas, I got a ticket on my head

 

Vertaling

[Refrein: Waka Flocka Flame] Al mijn niggas TTG, ze zijn getraind om te gaan, shawty Trap een deur in, shawty, ga op de grond liggen, shawty Getraind om te gaan, shawty, ik ben helemaal voor dat verdomde brood Zoveel nikkers beroofd, ik heb een bekeuring op mijn hoofd Al mijn niggas TTG, ze zijn getraind om te gaan, shawty Trappen een deur in, shawty, gaan op de grond liggen, shawty Getraind om te gaan, shawty, ik ben helemaal voor dat verdomde brood Zoveel nikkers beroofd, ik heb een bekeuring op mijn hoofd [Verse 1: Waka Flocka Flame] New boy on the block, so you know my pistol jerking You got weed, soft, or pills, fucker, is you working? Bank account hurting, so you know a nigga robbing Je hebt geen baan, je hebt je school afgemaakt, dus wat is de optie? Leg die neger neer, AK of die 40 round. Pills and weed got me higher than Bobby Brown (Rollin') T.T.G. hoe, getraind om te gaan, hoe Lay down on the floor or bring it to the door, hoe [Verse 2: French Montana] All my niggas in this city trained to go, shawty I got a old 40 with like four bodies on it Twerk, putting niggas in the dirt Any means necessary, make her work Montana heeft dat twerk, twerk, twerk, 35 voor het shirt If you need a nigga, hit me on the Chirp En je weet dat ik het geld heb, shawty Ik ben aan het pimpen, ik heb die wijven aan de gang, shawty I'ma shooter like Chris Paul [Chorus: Waka Flocka Flame] Al mijn niggas TTG, ze zijn getraind om te gaan, shawty Trappen een deur in, shawty, gaan op de grond liggen, shawty Getraind om te gaan, shawty, ik ben helemaal voor dat verdomde brood Zoveel nikkers beroofd, ik heb een bekeuring op mijn hoofd Al mijn niggas TTG, ze zijn getraind om te gaan, shawty Trappen een deur in, shawty, gaan op de grond liggen, shawty Getraind om te gaan, shawty, ik ben helemaal voor dat verdomde brood Zoveel nikkers beroofd, ik heb een bekeuring op mijn hoofd [Verse 3: YG Hootie] Bitch, we hitting licks, find me when you found me I ain't finished school, grinding with my Tommy .45, that's my blondie, that's my bitch nigga I'm from West Side Bompton, that's my blick, nigga Ik en Flockaveli, bitch, ik voel me net Belly They be by my celly, flip them bitches at the telly Getraind om te gaan, nigga, ik beroof een nigga Straight drag a nigga, that's your ass, nigga [Verse 4: Joe Moses] What they know about me? All black mask and a all black tee All black bitch in the all black V, out in the A with Waka Flocka French Montana got that blocka blocka Twenty all out on that talk-a-Flocka Flag on the right, that's su woo, bitch Ik geef geen reet om wat jij deed J-O-E, I run this shit Hootie en Joe, dat is de Brick Squad West. Schieten op het hoofd, je kunt je vest dragen Tat on my chest, I rep that west 5-0-4, I rep that ness .45, homie, I keep that tech Dogs on code, I keep my pets A-O-B, I rep that set [Chorus: Waka Flocka Flame] All my niggas TTG, they trained to go, shawty Trap een deur in, shawty, ga op de grond liggen, shawty Trained to go, shawty, I'm all about that fucking bread Zoveel nikkers beroofd, ik heb een bekeuring op mijn hoofd All my niggas TTG, they trained to go, shawty Trappen een deur in, shawty, gaan op de grond liggen, shawty Trained to go, shawty, I'm all about that fucking bread Robbed so many niggas, I got a ticket on my head [Verse 5: Suge Gotti] Raad eens wie er in het gebouw is? Een paar stenen omgedraaid, nu heb ik een kwart miljoen Just trying to feed my children Knock a nigga's brains, snatch a nigga's chain Love them ratchet bitches, they love to give me brain Zoveel blow verkocht, dat ik er gek van word Haters hebben geen keus, ze zeggen dat Gotti zijn ding moet doen Respecteer die kliek niet, eet een twee-delige met de Flame I'm repping off that East Side, ain't never been a lame [Verse 6: Baby Bomb] Ik ben Baby Bomb Ik ben Baby Bomb Ik ben Baby Bomb, Ik ben Baby Bomb I'm Baby Bomb I'm Baby Bomb I'm Baby Bomb I'm Baby Bomb, I'm Baby Bomb I'm Baby Bomb [Chorus: Waka Flocka Flame] All my niggas TTG, they trained to go, shawty Kick a door, shawty, lay down on the floor, shawty Trained to go, shawty, I'm all about that fucking bread Robbed so many niggas, I got a ticket on my head All my niggas TTG, they trained to go, shawty Kick a door, shawty, lay down on the floor, shawty Trained to go, shawty, I'm all about that fucking bread Robbed so many niggas, I got a ticket on my head