Lyrics:
trying to get this s**t
Stoney Rivers, B 2 Da 3rd. Shoutout to all n***as out there
We gettin dis money, By Any Means Necessary still Ya dig?
Creepin up
hmm)
I normally dont take anyone home on the first night, (mhmm)
But you look so, good to me
(Tech N9ne)
Shut Up, take off your clothes
Lay down
I'm with the family
Get it by any means n**** thug it out
Out to Miami
Nothing but foreigns my n***** poppin out
Don't understand me
Scuff my 350s
the volume up to keep it all out we-
Na na na na we don't-
We don't like it when the
City lights start fading
When the city lights fading then
We can't get
got me fucking up her edge
On the edge, on the edge, uzi all my friends are dead
Yuh, so I gotta get revenge
I’m self motivated by myself know they hate
don't play with loaded 9's
Don't quote weak rhymes
If you approached by a brother in need, give him shine
Show him light, don't get emotional, son,
Nine (Mhm-mhmm)
Want me to shine, they don't wanna see me shine (ha)
Got off my ass, had to get off my behind
My n***a zari, he just just hit my
dude at named Tech N9ne
We 'bout to leave it on the flo (leave it)
Then hit 'em with the .44 (leave it)
Tryna stick me for my dough
I ain't about
headphones, we lost it
Niggas scared to get some water, roaches hangin over the faucets
No AC, Tez'll break a sweat just tryin to make beats
E-Dubz was being
from da aye, don't give a damn what cha say
I'ma east side nigga, I can get it eitha way
So, see ya when i see ya, gon' head I'm on a mission
So, fuck
head in my Tommy boxers
But really though, she a silly ho
Cause you know the Fergenstein getting plenty dough
She don't get nothin' from a n
Into them sound clash see winni'n them, just begginin' them
Get rid of every bit of them with them negative idioms
I don't even consider them
In
YO! It's Dubz! Y'emmi?! UHH!
I got a couple bad Bs In the car, and they acting naughty
Sippin' on Henny and blowing on loons, and I'm blowing
be cunch
SJ got half the 9 on a shank
Startin' to feel like a TBT
So I give my young guys the four-by-four
Tell them, "Go the L," not 3X3
They
eye for those close by (snakes)
Had eight rules for you but thats number nine
Number ten don't associate with hams
Amateur n****s fuck around and get
gettin my P's
They don't wanna see
Me tryna get dollars i been with my cousin gettin hundreds and comma's
Got Dubz rolling load i ain't gone lie
Shit
n****z
Like crop circles and other unexplained phenomena
[Chorus]
Ah-yo, nine out of ten of these rap artists is garbage
"G-G-G-G-G-G-Get retarded"
Get some rest yet please don't Over sleep
Forget the 9 to 5
All my funds flippin
3 6 9
Yeah we making money
Saving time
Making money
Saving time
Making
with fire like N-Dubz,
Not dappy I'm duppy daily
Mad about bars you know I'm crazy,
Might go link up my baby, but there's fire in the booth
Fire in
then ill send them a fine
Never mind ill never repeat a deadly rhyme
Keep it as secret to seek paradise
And if you don't get my drift
Just close your
kept rollin
Fast 50 countin up on dough its not an anomaly
If I tell the bitch I don’t know that mean it’s probably
If a nigga got knocked n told he
shit cost me
Don't worry, I'll make it back before you sip coffee
I run with hustlers n' bosses, bosses n' hustlers, had to find my hustle I was lost
it ain't gonna 'appen again.
Bruce: I don't see where you get steamed, I mean, if the truss was gonna...
Nicko: Why I got steamed up Bruce is
(YEAH!)
"Crunk Juice" n**** run the club that you in (HEY!)
You scary motherf***ers don't wanna bring the ruckus (NAH!)
You just spend all your time
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