Tha Money
Sand-G
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We the realest niggaz So succa free no lollipop gang All we so is get money All we do is grind All we do is what we do, never what you do Cause we in the lead, that a be like following number 2's Haa F*ck em Straight like that Get money Succa free Eighth a ki all white and it come back Smell stickin to the walls like thumb tacks Cook it up real slow watch it jump back And if they run up in this bitch that's a five flat Everybody on they own two f*ck a horse back I'm from where a bitch a kill you and they all trap Mall bags getting made by the Reynold's rap Everybody puttin orders in watch em bring it back Three dice on the wall niggaz trippin up Shooters posted in the cut never slippin up These bitches say they for the team then let my niggaz f*ck I'm just a squirrel in the world tryna get a nut I'm puttin taxes on the fee for a verse nigga For tha money get murked nigga Yeah you fuckin wit the worse niggaz And ya bitch swallowed everything like a thirst quencher Pockets fat gun heavy so my pants sag But I'm far from a rich nigga My mother had three sons So I'm far from a bitch nigga I'm a young fly shooter lik quick nigga Trey-pound on the hip catch six nigga Don't get yourself found in a ditch nigga For fuckin wit them chips nigga We on a twenty-four/seven grind nigga I guess we do it for the money Y'all niggaz do it for the vine Shit, we do it for tha money God, family and respect The only things more important than tha money So don't come to me talkin bout shit nigga, if you ain't talkin bout the money We on a twenty-four/seven grind nigga I guess we do it for the money Y'all niggaz do it for the vine Shit, we do it for tha money God, family and respect Da only things more important than the money So don't come to me talkin bout shit nigga, if you ain't talkin bout the money Ridin through the city wit the metal on my waist Invade ya space and put several in ya face Take everything and hit the fire escape Police find ya body gagged up, wired and taped I'm a grape ape runnin through the jungle wit re monkeys I got a cash habit I'm a bread junkie The gun a leave you stinkin like the lead funky And send ya up like the new top bed bunkie Beatin on the beat like it's hammer time, I handle mine Getting at you rippin at you both arms spittin at you Watch ya soul levitate, body hit the ground hard Double shotty blast at you pellets comin fast at you My reaction to money situations is fatal You know my number like them spanish commercials for cable Them bitches want the dick deep and I'm willin and able Put everything in the middle of the table 'fore I gun-butt you Wit the pistol grip of the trey-pound Hit you wit the six then start wavin the K round I'm from Down Bottom where it's spray or get sprayed down, lay or get laid down But y'all niggaz straight clowns Homie don't play that and he never did As a young'n I was known as a terror kid You know, one of them he-could-do-much-better kids Now look I'm doin better kid Ya dig We on a twenty-four/seven grind nigga I guess we do it for the money Y'all niggaz do it for the vine Shit, we do it for the money God, family and respect The only things more important than the money So don't come to me talkin bout shit nigga, if you ain't talkin bout the money We on a twenty-four/seven grind nigga I guess we do it for the money Y'all niggaz do it for the vine Shit, we do it for the money God, family and respect Da only things more important than the money So don't come to me talkin bout shit nigga, if you ain't talkin bout the money We on a twenty-four/seven grind nigga I need mine nigga You a need yours too if you knew what I knew But the game is to be sold not told I could sell shake to the cold I could sell age to the old getting money's what I know Been a real nigga to the core never fake Not even on the low, that ain't in my DNA Nascar racin to the money I just bring it in she count it for me she a rider She keep a lil thing right beside her I even let her meet the supplier I'm getting that fire Move it ASAP no Rocky But a nigga sellin that rocky, raw Runnin in and out of the poppy store And da FEDS takin pictures just hope that it ain't yours War, nigga we got army guns So if you lookin for that, then nigga arm your guns Somebody better tell his mother come warn ya son Before you mourn ya son And these niggas tellin straight rattin on ya Dry snitchin and signin statements Who to trust in God we trust Yeah it was written so I'm paper chasin On a twenty-four/seven grind nigga I said I'm, on a twenty-four/seven grindthnigga Shit, we do it for the money God, family and respect The only things more important than the money So don't come to me talkin bout shit nigga, if you ain't talkin bout the money Grind nigga, DBN I guess we do it for the money, Succa Free Dub-Be-El, shit, we do it for the money We in this bitch The only things more important than the money
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