We Gangsta(Explicit) - Birdman

Love My Hood (Album Version|Explicit) - Birdman B**ch I love my hood ni**a back in my hood Them houses back up b**ch we up to no good Flier than ever do whateve

R.I.P. (Album Version|Explicit) - Birdman Written by：Birdman/B. Williams/T. Jones Rest in peace to my momma rest in peace to my daddy Rest in peace to my homie r

All The Time (Album Version|Explicit) - Birdman Ni**a I'm a stunt yeah I'm a shine Grind all the time with this money on my mind Gun in my hand ni**a roll extr

I'm A Stunna (Explicit) - Birdman Yeah ni**a that's what it do that's what it does Thats' what it is and what always was You heard me believe that This what is

Hey See me point that gun at y'all me no play Me come for murder them all the cowboy way Me lick a shot sprayed from me set me make way Me make way Uh Oh No Him

Yea you understand me n***a Fully loaded with it to the sky with it We done it Baby Believe that homeboy And we gon' grind I said we gon' grind I said we gon' g

100...stunna!..wot it is ni**a?...i f**king love it!..we ride and die fo this money ni**a!..(haha) its your turn.. I gat (belive that) and i'm so tired of this

Chopper straight shots and then pop bottles (yea) Flirt with the hood rats thin pop models (uh huh) Chopper straight shots and then pop bottles (yea) Flirt with

You know what I'm sayin' You know what I be like Sometimes I just have to be that Better you than me n***a I would talk what up K F**k 'em You heard me Gone get