All of My Riderz (feat. 2wice & Phats Bossi) - Luniz

All of my life 기다려왔던 너를 만났어 이제 don't need nobody 오랫동안 You know I had to do this 홀로 When I open up my eyes in the morning You're the first one that I think about, yeah Just like a summer breeze You make me feel good Eyes on you 하루종일 all day Baby you are the one that I can count on 'Cause you are the one That makes me wanna change Woo, money ain't a thing When it comes down to you, babe 알잖아 Woo, money ain't a thing When it comes down to you, babe I ain't talkin' bout money I ain't talkin' bout fame I ain't talkin' bout cribs or anything I don't want no fancy things I'm talkin' bout you I'm talkin' bout you I'm talkin' bout you I'm talkin' bout you 네가 좋아하는 비가 내려 thursday에 네가 좋아하는 번호 4, 5 그쯤에 만나 네가 좋아하는 음식 준비해놓을게 느낌이 너무 좋은데? 느낌이 너무 좋잖아! 놓지 마 지금 이 순간 잊지 마 너의 웃음소리가 날 웃게 해 이미 알잖아 넌 날 잘 알아 머리 어깨 무릎 발 머리 어깨 무릎 발 느껴지니? 이 순간 모든 날 순간에 너의 모든 게 당연하지 않다고 생각해 네가 원하면 어디든지 갈 수 있어 난 처음과 중간 끝 난 기도해 You make me feel good Woo, money ain't a thing When it comes down to you, babe 알잖아 Woo, money ain't a thing When it comes down to you, babe I ain't talkin' bout money I ain't talkin' bout fame I ain't talkin' bout cribs or anything I don't want no fancy things I'm talkin' bout you I'm talkin' bout you I'm talkin' bout you I'm talkin' bout you I don't know what it is But you got me feelin' good Shorty you amaze me when you look at me What would I say? I ain't finna let it go Ohh, I'm so glad you're mine Don't wanna waste no time Can we talk about you all night? Woo, money ain't a thing When it comes down to you, babe 알잖아 Woo, money ain't a thing When it comes down to you babe I ain't talkin' bout money I ain't talkin' bout fame I ain't talkin' bout cribs or anything I don't want no fancy things I'm talkin' bout you I'm talkin' bout you I'm talkin' bout you I'm talkin' bout you

Maybe we could make it all right We could keep trying but things will never change So I don't look back Still I'm dying with every step I take But I don't look back Just a little, little bit better And it hurts with every heartbeat And it hurts with every heartbeat We could keep trying but things will never change So I don't look back Still I'm dying with every step I take But I don't look back We could keep trying but... But I don't look back We could keep trying but things will never change So I don't look back Maybe we could make it all right We could make it better sometime Maybe we could make it happen, baby We could keep trying but things will never change So I don't look back Still I'm dying with every step I take But I don't look back Just a little, little bit better And it hurts with every heartbeat And it hurts with every heartbeat But I don't look back We could keep trying but... But I don't look back We could keep trying but things will never change So I don't look back So I don't look back

*(Yukmouth talking w/Num in the background)* Southwest Ridas playboys (Ya highness!) Fuckin wit tha Luniz (tha Luniz are here!) We back in this mutha fucka 9-Scrillion, bout ta make a million bucks (E-40!, E-40 man!) Ya Capable (B-Legit!) Eh, here ye here ye (B-Legit!) All the pimps, playas an hustlas, get ya bread on mayne (B-Legit!) Ya Capable (E-40 man!) Ya Capable Ya Capable Peep it. Verse 1 *(Yukmouth)* Eh, eh Uh Live an direct 4-5 an a Tech Niggas be bustin in disguise like why would you lie When cops arrive on the set Dope fiends die over a check Ya niggas strive fo tha best To get some seats to rest in peace But funk don't die on tha set You must lie fo yo set An if you ride fo the set keep yo vest handy Understands me? Lace tha family wit candy like Willie Wonka Fiends pull up to my bumpa Infedamines, an green marijuana Whatever you want a nigga got it Slangin narcotics I juss socked tha shit out a fiend fo runnin off wit a nigga product Heiron he shot it Into his veins Got it by sellin everythang That's when he broke into his older son house mayne It's strange to watch ya dad box Ya beat ta death talkin about, "All you had to do was ask me fo some cash Pops!" But it's too late wire his shit up Jaw stiched up Lip bust Fo fuckin wit us Sick ass niggas. Chorus 2x Do I starve and do without Stay about your paper route Get yo cash Ya Capable. Stay about your paper route (Niggas!) Ya Capable Stay about your paper route (Bitches!) Ya Capable. Ya Capable. Verse 2 *(Numskull)* For a nigga that make stacks He got to pack Mac's Get off when shit hap's Shit off some stanky Before A nigga gets kidnapped Should'a have Too late Put in halfs Been confiscated Now your whole domain is isolated Imprisoned On the turf ya been on for long years Nigga Don't ya realize somethin is wrong here? Should'a kept ya focus Know this shit is called Ya mail mammy 'Cause mail holds together your whole family Understand me? Manny Fuck Tony's sister That's the reason he could come an get ya If I snub ya Then nigga I get richer Picture this Bitch had a block Bitch slanged rocks Bitch sold glocks An had ties wit the cops Now I's No dummy get yo bread on But if you go the wrong route Then you will get your head gone That's why I got capablity's To stack some skrill Become maxin fat cats Wit the gats concealed So I. *(Chorus)* 2x Verse 3 *(Yukmouth)* Eh, eh Eh, eh, eh Uh. One time fo ya mind Here to represent the pimps, playas, hustlas, ballas And my niggas on the grind Packin 9 milla-metas 9 lives like cheatas But ya stealin reeta, drug Dealas peep tha shit that I kick Hustlin, bustin down zips Makin kicks If we ain't makin it we takin shit to the extreme Hit the scenery wit machine Gun Get the creamery an ice cream Ya Capable. Verse 4 *(Numskull)* That's why Greediness makes greedy dead niggas Not followin the plan makes bleedin from the head niggas Bit off a big chunk of the wrong battle That shit Fucked ya whole shit, so you scaddled I done, did licks for kicks Went through battles an won wars dig This rap shit is one more win He fucked wit me Loving to corrupt the city Lord if it's my turn then please come an get me. *(Chorus)* 2x Outro *(Yukmouth)* Dig this Eh. I dedicate this to my Mobb niggas. (fa sho) You know, Poppa L.Q. Phats, Bossalini (Bossalini) Madd Maxx (Madd Maxx) 3 Times (3 Times) Cydal (Cydal) Dru Down (Dru Down) You know what I'm sayin, the list goes on an on The Nic Nac (you know what I'm sayin) Knucklehead Richie Rich Swoop G! You know tha Mobb niggas, we all Capable Big Gov (Gov) My niggas Capable boi, this Paraphanalia! THA MUTHA FUCKIN MOBB! Bay Area Oh, Bosko lacin the beat (Yay Area) Bosko the finest You can't fuck wit it That's all you got Eh, we got Bay, L.A. boi Eh, we got L.A. an tha Bay nigga that's all you think of is tha West Coast When you think of tha West Coast All you think about is L.A. an Oakland (mee & u) Done deal. Done deal. (echos out)