Lyrics Troy Ave – All Gold Everything (Keymix)

Hook: x2
Man there’s hoes all where I ain’t, hoes all on that block
Told ya I ain’t playin, don’t believe me – get shot
Don’t believe me – get shot, don’t believe me – get shot

Verse:
Mob stones ain’t for fuck, no way
I’m a well-known young drug dealer
In the clubs, mad guns with us
And man hundreds of bitches fuckin with us
I got 2 snickers like 2 Pac
I don’t truce niggas down the rooftop
Making flying shit but talking flying shit
DOA, flies and shit
Everybody ganged real, everybody ganged bill
But if everybody would just be their self
Then the world would have a gudda feel
Cause if I feel like fuck you
When I see you I’m a snuff you
I’m a cut you, gun but you
Cock cock back and buck you
Man I shot this pussy, I’m jettin
Shot this pussy now I’m jettin
When the police come, the world is mum
All the witnesses are forgettin
5 6, seat low
Gambling with my freedom
Got a hot now like ethrow
But it’s Troy Ave, I’m me ho
One to one, I’m the one

Hook: x2
Man there’s hoes all where I ain’t, hoes all on that block
Told ya I ain’t playin, don’t believe me – get shot
Don’t believe me – get shot, don’t believe me – get shot
Nigga nigga nigga don’t believe me – get shot, don’t believe me – get shot