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ALL DAT Video (MV)




Performed By: Sho-Pyn
Length: 4:04
Written by: Gregory Hunter




Sho-Pyn - ALL DAT Lyrics




Liddle bit of this, liddle bit of that
Liddle bit of bricks, Liddle bit of trap
Liddle bit of Pimp, Liddle bit of mac
Yea, I F*ck wit all that
Can u f*ck wit all dat

Yea, Yea
I f*ck wit All Dat
Can u f*ck wit All Dat
Yea, Yea
I f*ck wit All Dat
Can u f*ck wit All Dat
Yea, Yea
I f*ck wit All Dat
Can u f*ck wit All Dat
Yea, Yea
I f*ck wit All Dat
Yea I f*ck wit All Dat

I'm everything that these rappers wanna be
I done sold me, bout a hundred P's
I done f*cked up, bout a hunnid gees
Had em all stuffed in my dungarees
I'm at the top n u under me
I'm a one of one, u a 1 to 3
These niggas don't want no troub' wit me
Dope in da pot come bub wit me
So many tricks I keep under my sleeve
40 cal I keep it right under my seat
Keep me a pole case I run into beef
Smoking on sour, cuz nothin ain't sweet
I be jumpin da beat, screaming f*ck da police
Illest alive, think u f*ckin wit me
I came up in da street, where we hunt just to eat
Play wit my money, I'm dumping da heat

Liddle bit of this, liddle bit of that
Liddle bit of bricks, Liddle bit of trap
Liddle bit of Pimp, Liddle bit of mac
Yea, I F*ck wit all that
Can u f*ck wit all dat

Yea, Yea
I f*ck wit All Dat
Can u f*ck wit All Dat
Yea, Yea
I f*ck wit All Dat
Can u f*ck wit All Dat
Yea, Yea
I f*ck wit All Dat
Can u f*ck wit All Dat
Yea, Yea
I f*ck wit All Dat
Yea I f*ck wit All Dat

Wat u tryna do, i already did
Raps kinda gettin repetitive
Memba wen it used to be competitive
Niggas gettin drunk off of medicine
I hate wen a nigga talk negative
Then apologize wanna dead sum shit
Backtrackin' like he neva said sum shit
That doesn't happen wit Pyn n shit
I stand by my words, I be penning shit
Read what I write, peep the penmanship
I'm gettin turnt off the Henn n shit
Body ya style put an end to this
The essentiallness of my excellence
To profit from all my invest-I-ments
I'm the best wit this, too many checks to get
This ain't even my flow, son I'm just flexxin it

Liddle bit of this, liddle bit of that
Liddle bit of bricks, Liddle bit of trap
Liddle bit of Pimp, Liddle bit of mac
Yea, I F*ck wit all that
Can u f*ck wit all dat

Yea, Yea
I f*ck wit All Dat
Can u f*ck wit All Dat
Yea, Yea
I f*ck wit All Dat
Can u f*ck wit All Dat
Yea, Yea
I f*ck wit All Dat
Can u f*ck wit All Dat
Yea, Yea
I f*ck wit All Dat
Yea I f*ck wit All Dat

Now they sayin a nigga too old to blow
Now tell me sumthin I ain't been told B4
If I only went places I was told to go
I wudda neva been close to doe
I'm the dopest dope, u supposed to spoke
Come get a dose, u might over dose
I give the hopeless hope, with these social quotes
Waving my flag, talkin coast 2 coast
Da boy in his bag, I'm supposed to boast
Gimme da bag, I'm supposed to gross
I'm riding the wave, I'm supposed to coast
Da fire da flame, da pope has spoke
Wen ur folks is broke, then ur hope is dope
Stress keeps u awoke u smoke
I am the scope the rope
4 folks whos back behind the ropes
But y'all don't know

Liddle bit of this, liddle bit of that
Liddle bit of bricks, Liddle bit of trap
Liddle bit of Pimp, Liddle bit of mac
Yea, I F*ck wit all that
Can u f*ck wit all dat

Yea, Yea
I f*ck wit All Dat
Can u f*ck wit All Dat
Yea, Yea
I f*ck wit All Dat
Can u f*ck wit All Dat
Yea, Yea
I f*ck wit All Dat
Can u f*ck wit All Dat
Yea, Yea
I f*ck wit All Dat
Yea I f*ck wit All Dat
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Liddle bit of this, liddle bit of that
Liddle bit of bricks, Liddle bit of trap
Liddle bit of Pimp, Liddle bit of mac
Yea, I F*ck wit all that
Can u f*ck wit all dat

Yea, Yea
I f*ck wit All Dat
Can u f*ck wit All Dat
Yea, Yea
I f*ck wit All Dat
Can u f*ck wit All Dat
Yea, Yea
I f*ck wit All Dat
Can u f*ck wit All Dat
Yea, Yea
I f*ck wit All Dat
Yea I f*ck wit All Dat

I'm everything that these rappers wanna be
I done sold me, bout a hundred P's
I done f*cked up, bout a hunnid gees
Had em all stuffed in my dungarees
I'm at the top n u under me
I'm a one of one, u a 1 to 3
These niggas don't want no troub' wit me
Dope in da pot come bub wit me
So many tricks I keep under my sleeve
40 cal I keep it right under my seat
Keep me a pole case I run into beef
Smoking on sour, cuz nothin ain't sweet
I be jumpin da beat, screaming f*ck da police
Illest alive, think u f*ckin wit me
I came up in da street, where we hunt just to eat
Play wit my money, I'm dumping da heat

Liddle bit of this, liddle bit of that
Liddle bit of bricks, Liddle bit of trap
Liddle bit of Pimp, Liddle bit of mac
Yea, I F*ck wit all that
Can u f*ck wit all dat

Yea, Yea
I f*ck wit All Dat
Can u f*ck wit All Dat
Yea, Yea
I f*ck wit All Dat
Can u f*ck wit All Dat
Yea, Yea
I f*ck wit All Dat
Can u f*ck wit All Dat
Yea, Yea
I f*ck wit All Dat
Yea I f*ck wit All Dat

Wat u tryna do, i already did
Raps kinda gettin repetitive
Memba wen it used to be competitive
Niggas gettin drunk off of medicine
I hate wen a nigga talk negative
Then apologize wanna dead sum shit
Backtrackin' like he neva said sum shit
That doesn't happen wit Pyn n shit
I stand by my words, I be penning shit
Read what I write, peep the penmanship
I'm gettin turnt off the Henn n shit
Body ya style put an end to this
The essentiallness of my excellence
To profit from all my invest-I-ments
I'm the best wit this, too many checks to get
This ain't even my flow, son I'm just flexxin it

Liddle bit of this, liddle bit of that
Liddle bit of bricks, Liddle bit of trap
Liddle bit of Pimp, Liddle bit of mac
Yea, I F*ck wit all that
Can u f*ck wit all dat

Yea, Yea
I f*ck wit All Dat
Can u f*ck wit All Dat
Yea, Yea
I f*ck wit All Dat
Can u f*ck wit All Dat
Yea, Yea
I f*ck wit All Dat
Can u f*ck wit All Dat
Yea, Yea
I f*ck wit All Dat
Yea I f*ck wit All Dat

Now they sayin a nigga too old to blow
Now tell me sumthin I ain't been told B4
If I only went places I was told to go
I wudda neva been close to doe
I'm the dopest dope, u supposed to spoke
Come get a dose, u might over dose
I give the hopeless hope, with these social quotes
Waving my flag, talkin coast 2 coast
Da boy in his bag, I'm supposed to boast
Gimme da bag, I'm supposed to gross
I'm riding the wave, I'm supposed to coast
Da fire da flame, da pope has spoke
Wen ur folks is broke, then ur hope is dope
Stress keeps u awoke u smoke
I am the scope the rope
4 folks whos back behind the ropes
But y'all don't know

Liddle bit of this, liddle bit of that
Liddle bit of bricks, Liddle bit of trap
Liddle bit of Pimp, Liddle bit of mac
Yea, I F*ck wit all that
Can u f*ck wit all dat

Yea, Yea
I f*ck wit All Dat
Can u f*ck wit All Dat
Yea, Yea
I f*ck wit All Dat
Can u f*ck wit All Dat
Yea, Yea
I f*ck wit All Dat
Can u f*ck wit All Dat
Yea, Yea
I f*ck wit All Dat
Yea I f*ck wit All Dat
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Writer: Gregory Hunter
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