"The Whole Shabang" lyrics
Nicholas Craven & Boldy James Lyrics
Give me the whole shabang, don't even need a scale
Name ringin' bells like the hunchback of Notre Dame
Give me the whole shabang, ayy, you never rode the train
Two outstanding felony warrants plus a hole-in-one
Was him before the fame, this street shit open game
Motherfuck the halftime show, bring me the whole shabang
All of these ice bowls and water damn near broke the main
If they pull us over, judge gon' hit me with the whole shabang
Yeah
Ayy, bring me the whole shabang, nigga (The whole thangio)
What else? We need that whole shabang, ayy (Ten08)
Blocks, bring me the whole shabang
It's Mr. Boldy James
Ten zips of cut over twenty-six Os of flame
Shit look like oats and grains
All of this shit a nigga overcame, shoutout to my OG Crane Novacane
I stretched the money 'til a nigga wrist broke and sprained
Quick to curve you out, got enough shooters to coach a game
Sippin' purp, countin' cash while I'm on the plane
Whippin' the work with the same hand I pour the drank
I need a pill to calm my stomach, help console the pain
Buy a hundred grams of Superman, two bricks of Lois Lane
Just took your whole life savings and blew that on a chain
He sell weed, I sell blow, nah, we don't pro the same
Same as I want for myself, same as I want for gang
I'm still that same gang member, talkin' in coded slang
Block like a hidden blessing, robbery, no exchange
Caught that nigga dexin' and hit him with the whole shabang
Nigga, what else?
Caught that nigga dexin' and hit him with the whole grrt
Give me the whole shabang, don't even need a scale
Name ringin' bells like the hunchback of Notre Dame
Give me the whole shabang, ayy, you never rode the train
Two outstanding felony warrants plus a hole-in-one
Was him before the fame, this street shit open game
Motherfuck the halftime show, bring me the whole shabang
All of these ice bowls and water damn near broke the main
If they pull us over, judge gon' hit me with the whole shabang
Got fifty-two zips out a bird of flake
'Fore this rap shit, I was just servin' H
Hook, line, sinker, trapper's keeper like a book binder
In the dining room, cuttin' up on Mama good china
Saran-wrappin' up them grits, we be sandbaggin'
Pants saggin', pocket full of strips, I'm buildin' sandcastles
Quick to run up in your spiz, we'll ramshack it
Thousand graham crackers in a empty box of graham crackers
Could touch a fifty if I pull a Mister Fantastic
Bust-diddy on my wrist, this bitch was handcrafted
On the 'Craft in that Wraith, bumpin' Faith Evans
Just shakin' back from last night, it was a late session
That ain't no truffle you ain't spend at least a brickie on it
Prices they be quotin', I know I can beat the ticket on it
I've been GOATed, the Givenchy coat, I've been decoded
Knowin' we don't tote no less than thirty with a switchy on it
Give me the whole shabang, don't even need a scale
Name ringin' bells like the hunchback of Notre Dame
Give me the whole shabang, ayy, you never rode the train
Two outstanding felony warrants plus a hole-in-one
Was him before the fame, this street shit open game
Motherfuck the halftime show, bring me the whole shabang
All of these ice bowls and water damn near broke the main
Name ringin' bells like the hunchback of Notre Dame
Give me the whole shabang, ayy, you never rode the train
Two outstanding felony warrants plus a hole-in-one
Was him before the fame, this street shit open game
Motherfuck the halftime show, bring me the whole shabang
All of these ice bowls and water damn near broke the main
If they pull us over, judge gon' hit me with the whole shabang
Yeah
Ayy, bring me the whole shabang, nigga (The whole thangio)
What else? We need that whole shabang, ayy (Ten08)
Blocks, bring me the whole shabang
It's Mr. Boldy James
Ten zips of cut over twenty-six Os of flame
Shit look like oats and grains
All of this shit a nigga overcame, shoutout to my OG Crane Novacane
I stretched the money 'til a nigga wrist broke and sprained
Quick to curve you out, got enough shooters to coach a game
Sippin' purp, countin' cash while I'm on the plane
Whippin' the work with the same hand I pour the drank
I need a pill to calm my stomach, help console the pain
Buy a hundred grams of Superman, two bricks of Lois Lane
Just took your whole life savings and blew that on a chain
He sell weed, I sell blow, nah, we don't pro the same
Same as I want for myself, same as I want for gang
I'm still that same gang member, talkin' in coded slang
Block like a hidden blessing, robbery, no exchange
Caught that nigga dexin' and hit him with the whole shabang
Nigga, what else?
Caught that nigga dexin' and hit him with the whole grrt
Give me the whole shabang, don't even need a scale
Name ringin' bells like the hunchback of Notre Dame
Give me the whole shabang, ayy, you never rode the train
Two outstanding felony warrants plus a hole-in-one
Was him before the fame, this street shit open game
Motherfuck the halftime show, bring me the whole shabang
All of these ice bowls and water damn near broke the main
If they pull us over, judge gon' hit me with the whole shabang
Got fifty-two zips out a bird of flake
'Fore this rap shit, I was just servin' H
Hook, line, sinker, trapper's keeper like a book binder
In the dining room, cuttin' up on Mama good china
Saran-wrappin' up them grits, we be sandbaggin'
Pants saggin', pocket full of strips, I'm buildin' sandcastles
Quick to run up in your spiz, we'll ramshack it
Thousand graham crackers in a empty box of graham crackers
Could touch a fifty if I pull a Mister Fantastic
Bust-diddy on my wrist, this bitch was handcrafted
On the 'Craft in that Wraith, bumpin' Faith Evans
Just shakin' back from last night, it was a late session
That ain't no truffle you ain't spend at least a brickie on it
Prices they be quotin', I know I can beat the ticket on it
I've been GOATed, the Givenchy coat, I've been decoded
Knowin' we don't tote no less than thirty with a switchy on it
Give me the whole shabang, don't even need a scale
Name ringin' bells like the hunchback of Notre Dame
Give me the whole shabang, ayy, you never rode the train
Two outstanding felony warrants plus a hole-in-one
Was him before the fame, this street shit open game
Motherfuck the halftime show, bring me the whole shabang
All of these ice bowls and water damn near broke the main
