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RAS KASS : All Or Nuthin' lyrics

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RAS KASS lyrics : "All Or Nuthin'"

(feat. Twista)

[Twista]

All or nuthin, stall the bluffin, won't let the po-po arrest me
Try to hit the deck to bless me
But I'm still broke so I ride like Frank & Jessie

But they can't catch me, breakin ^!$$%s off like a sawed-off
Comin for the fedder man, my millimeter bringin better things
When I pull, like a better bang, so if I have to, I'ma let it rang

Gotta handle my functions, but an outcome, I have a somethin
Instead of nuthin, haters hold me down
and servin thru a stick up or somethin

Now I gotta pick up the pump and let it ride
All or nuthin, step aside, or you can hit the paper big time
You gon murder like strick nine, wit a grip nine, sever (*##$ time

Cuz I gotta mine, and it's on

[Ras Kass]

Why you###min up short like a million midgets masturbatin
Mascaradin as the most murderous madman militia my ^!$$% Twista told me
Monopolize, strategize, maximize, make money to win

Wit career sinners intake us, sinners
Turn ya hopeless into magenta, quick essential inventor
Please, we seizin bees, VL's and GD's

Got OG's, OZ's, keys for these millionaire momi's
Release your shells, my ^!$$%
Knew the job was dangerous, when I took it, why's a player

Dark tides, or say on how to walk crooked, look it
Gotta sophisticated home
I'm $$#assin (*##$es that give my shotgun barrel [email protected]*!s

So when the four stickin out like a sore toe thong
It's no prob, vocally for sure squad, thorough man


[Chorus x2]
Gotta up that cash, gotta up that dough
Stacks that you can't flow

Kick in the door, we on the floor, come up off a G and 2 hundred mo'
Gotta up that cash, gotta up that dough
%#@!, all or nuthin, no bluffin, If I have to, I'm bustin


[Twista]
^!$$% worthless to bones, like nickels to quarters

Fallers to shot callers, all of gotta get the paper some how
For the school of the gun style, see me til the cops call us
Hell brought us, to a situation where we gotta driveby

Let the bullets from my nine fly, to murder who you was deprived by
But I admit sometimes if it wasn't for crime I
Try to be, bokin, rollers, while the start keep it low goin, homeless

So I'm hookin up wit Ras Kass, on some %#@! we can stack cash
But if I have to pull back a rag fast, on that $$# ^!$$%


[Ras Kass]
He set the streets full wit jackals, racists, crackers and cannibals
So it's understandable, why I'm half man, half animal

Ridin thru in the hood on my elephant like Hannibal
See I used to have dreams of $#&@in an R&B (*##$
And I used to dreams of beein 21 and rich

Not a twice that bad though, now I'm tryin to be rich by age 25
See Shallah survive that new world they pay yo
But you don't hear me


[Chorus x2]


[Ras Kass]
Home boy, my games tight
I could talk the Virgin Mary outta panties the same night

From a cocoon on the dark side of the moon
The illest ^!$$%s existin, I know who you are
U-Bar, $#&@ the beyond or recognition

In the middle of the ghetto I'm buildin a casino
Like Bugsy Siegel wit me, gon put ^!$$%s and Latinos
Shootout wit the ATF in Beemer, for free, see bone, see dough

^!$$% I'm like Steve and Digo, except I pack sevente cinqo
Rowdy, Los Angelino, you got knocked the $#&@ out like Deebo


[Chorus x2]

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