Lyrics:
the club, in the cut with the thugs
Puffin' on bomb ass bud
Finna show 'em how to flow when I pour a lil mo' drinkie, drink off in my cup
I still take
what's the cause mayham or murder
Who is the killer shit I'll kill ya
Got money so I'll make it in court
Plus I'ma thug nigga and I'll never get caught
'm Murphy Lee the killer mayn
Hunt someone and lick em, make em salaam
Praise the Lord or say peace to God
I'm just a Skool Boy, call me Mr
boosie
so I picked the rawest one out the click
grabbed her by her shoulder uh and told her this
[Chorus: repeat]
I need a thug in my life
and you
the price I drop money like diarhea
[H.A.W.K.]
Down south we rollin fancy cars
Escalades drop tops and rovers wit role bars
[Lil' Flip]
Down south lil flip
fuck me
Get it on Sunday, spend it by-hold up
Money don't grow on trees
When your ratchet ass ask say please
How come every time you want me I sneeze
[Mr. Shadow]
Quivole Mr. Shadow Lil Rob VMF
On the board for the 98 and it won't stop
Check It
[Mr. Shadow]
It is I the unfadable lyricist
Bringin
don't feel the thug
I'm thirsty, but I don't give a fuck
Fuckin' with my ex cause I'm still in love
I can teach you how to fuck and how to stack money
ugly you sure you gonna thug with me
(By my side)
Tryna come up on the bubbly
Gotta double what they took from me (That’s right)
Press one button now
holes in my shoes
I guess I know what they mean by cold city blues
Ken bagged the stores
Tryin' to get money the best way I know how
How? Me and my
the place to trip on good times
I'm surrounded by C's D's and double D's
some down ass women that freak me down to they knees
[Mr. Sancho]
as we walked up in
Cydal!
One Step Beyond.
Cydal!
One Step Beyond.
Cydal!
[Chorus]
Money!
(Money found, but broke right now, this Cydal, Mobb.)
Is my
(Skant-O)
East side, L-be -see
All the way out here in the Midwest (East 99)
With my nephew Layzie Bone, Mo' Thugs (yeh, East 99)
And I brought a couple
(Skant-O)
East side, L-be -see
All the way out here in the Midwest (East 99)
With my nephew Layzie Bone, Mo' Thugs (yeh, East 99)
And I brought a couple
the club, put ya drinks up, shawty what's up
All of my thugs, off in the club, put ya drinks up,
Shawty what's up
[Lil' Scrappy:]
I'm Nasty,
I ain't even
lovin' it
Nigga with a Benz fuckin' it
Doesn't it seem odd to you?
B.I.G. come through with mobs and crews
Goodfellas down to the Mo Thugs dudes
Who's
lovin' it
Nigga with a Benz fuckin' it
Doesn't it seem odd to you?
B.I.G. come through with mobs and crews
Goodfellas down to the Mo Thugs dudes
Who's
it out that mud shit
Niggas gay they drop the soap they on they sus shit
I'm like 2Pac with the Juice, I'm on my thug shit
Sippin' codeine in my
, by the way that I been talking
Cuz when money talk, it about me, I know
I was voted most likely to flip the script on these bitches
Mr. Unpredictable,
.
You better count money
(ghetto cowboy)
(ghetto cowboy)
Tha name is Krayzie
Big Bad Ass Bone
Wanted up north for all the gold that I stole
Along
Ahahahaha shits insaney
When im left alone
Im spending like crazy
Lil bit of this and a liil bit of that
Oh shit I'm obsessed
Money be the cause and effect
to get high
And supply what you need
Mr postman comin' through with all the mail
What you need? I got for sale
On the stairwell to Hell
(AY! Get yo' hand
son
I used to be drug dealer
X-men, Ex-con, forever thug nigga
Around here we smoke a bitch I still book 'em heavy
'Cause I bought that
but jit act grown
Thug niggas don't live that long
VERSE 1
In the city where the beef don't die
Don't be the nigga that don't keep no fire
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