Lyrics:
and four by four
Babygirl open up your door
I wanna show you that the world is yours
Cus I love the way you bend it
Take my money and spend it
Every hour
a .40 by my dick, just like sperm
She a very freaky girl, the best in the world
Asian and Brazil, but I caught her in my trail
Diamonds and pearls,
Fell in love with a gangsta, she knew it was dangerous
We fuck on the low but still act like a stranger
Too much for the world, I don't think they
them hoes the runaround
All I ever knew the girl to be was just a freak (a freak)
I'ma let the world think that she a woman now
To go get some CDs, I
scene
We could live it out and um
Go crazy, grab ya hair, pull it out
Callin’ girls bitches to they face
Outta this world, illest nigga in space
Money
(then they lose it)
Gettin' so gone, I'm not blinkin'
What in the world was I thinkin'?
New day, new money to be made
There is nothing to explain
Tell me what the world
See in me
Tell me what the world
See in me oh oh
Tell me what your girl
See in me
Tell me what your girl
See in me oh oh
I got my realest niggas in the house
We ridin' head first, said it's hard
You're still looking for no heart ache
No, no, oh
Till the world with my
gotta watch your back, cause niggaz will jack
That's why I stay strapped with 4-4's
See, I'm tryin' to have enough money to turn every project into
Sitting on the world, thinking 'bout a girl
Pistol on my side, paint you like mural
Digged in my pocket, pulled out a party
Be cool 'fore you get stomped
sometimes I feel I'm fuck up prone
What to do when you can't trust nobody in this world
And the one thing make me smile is my little girl
I keep a smile
You can tell by the way I walk that I got 'em
Bail any girl that I wanna
Got bitches 'n marijuana
I can tell by the way you move that you
street skills,
Through Chicago just to fuck with kells,
Yeah, money by the bail,
Mailman nash said ya better cuff ya girl,
I can change your life,
many
Boi I got so many
Boi I got so many
Boi I got so many ways, ways to get paid
Wake up every day
Money to be made
Poppas know my name
Boys
Man 1: What?
Mandy: This praising.
Wise Man 1: No, no, no.
Mandy: Oh! Well, if you're dropping by again do pop in. (they
take
bringing a life into this bent world
As a young innocent girl she had dreams of meeting Prince Charming
And ending social harming, but nowadays the death
payin' wages out of this money I'm stacking
Should've made a transition by now,
but I'm back in
There's no clothes in these suitcases that I've been
'cause
And every week said he wanna hit the streets
But he never struck a deal, 'cause his mouth will never squeal
Put some money on his books and help him
they don't know what they facing
Young natural born killers and these street corner masons
You want that type of money that you see in the mob cliques
to Dre's to get Bob a doctor
He grabbed Stace' by the legs as chopped it off her
And dropped her off in the lake for the cops to find her
But ever
to Dre's to get Bob a doctor
He grabbed Stace' by the legs as chopped it off her
And dropped her off in the lake for the cops to find her
But ever
Who you are,
One Nation under a thug and bullet scar,
Young nation, no revolution and no cause,
One Nation, young, black and dangerous by far,
bust like me
If this were my world every day there'll be
Another young brother claimin' D-P-G
Raised from the gutter taught to make money
Why do
night city
Money, money, money
Hmm-hmm-hmm-hmm
Summer night city
Money, money, money
In the rich man's world
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