All White All Black Lyrics - Philthy Rich

Yeah it's Philthy nigga 

Cook with that shit dope 

Pullin' up on this puss 

Everything white 

Everything black 

Everything paid for 

Lah, look 

All my foreigns white nigga 

I was cookin' that white nigga 

Feds tryna indict nigga 

Get a hold, hood life nigga 

Dopeys ain't my type nigga 

You made a hoe yo wife nigga 

Bust down this ice nigga 

You have a cup of my Sprite nigga 

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All my foreigns black nigga 

Same color of my strap nigga 

I was in a trap nigga 

Double up, get back nigga 

Wound from we smack niggas 

Cold pinch drug dealers 

Watch me make a million 

While they whippin' coke up in the kitchen 

I was a underdog on the Murder Dubs 

Thirty six when I started to rob 

In the kitchen with the burner off 

We stacked on 'em, that's a murder car 

Pullin' up in these white foreigns 

Hit those black with the right arms 

These chains on, I'd die for 

If you have to hit the trap, we have a side door 

Got a side bitch, them I'm beller 

Door to door the bitch with the long fella 

Effin' in with the chrome barrel 

If I could meet the plug in 98 Valero 

Twenty four, sittin' on the wraith 

It gets bad, but now it's in the play 

Woofer tap a nose on a paper plate 

Now it's twenty thou sittin' in the sack 

These diamond chains they dangle 

Rosé? No, Cîroc mango 

Get Jose for the yayo 

Hunnid bricks in the guy's Durango 

Now I sign with the birdman 

But I'm in the kitchen with the birds man 

Cookin' dope outta burnt pan 

All day, till I got a hurt hand 

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All my foreigns white nigga 

I was cookin' that white nigga 

Feds tryna indict nigga 

Get a hold, hood life nigga 

Dopeys ain't my type nigga 

You made a hoe yo wife nigga 

Bust down this ice nigga 

You have a cup of my Sprite nigga 

All my foreigns black nigga 

Same color of my strap nigga 

I was in a trap nigga 

Double up, get back nigga 

Wound from we smack niggas 

Cold pinch drug dealers 

Watch me make a million 

While they whippin' coke up in the kitchen 

Streets talkin', cookin' filthy, I hear phone, get naked 

They gettin' money, they the richest outta Oakland with it 

Smokin' dope in the Ghost, yo bitch suckin' dick 

Youngest nigga in my city, Patek on my wrist 

All black foreigns, forty zoned all my shit 

Glock 27, thirty shots and all these clips 

I got it all on my own you can't tell me shit 

Old niggas hated on me but they tax on zip 

I stack my money on 'em niggas till I copped them red 

Same niggas fail love, now I serve 'em shit 

You ain't stayin' out the way, you fell in love with the bitch 

In the streets all day, I fell in love with gettin' rich 

All my foreigns white nigga 

I was cookin' that white nigga 

Feds tryna indict nigga 

Get a hold, hood life nigga 

Dopeys ain't my type nigga 

You made a hoe yo wife nigga 

Bust down this ice nigga 

You have a cup of my Sprite nigga 

All my foreigns black nigga 

Same color of my strap nigga 

I was in a trap nigga 

Double up, get back nigga 

Wound from we smack niggas 

Cold pinch drug dealers 

Watch me make a million 

While they whippin' coke up in the kitchen