Money & Murda, Pt. 2
Trigga
Become A Better Singer In Only 30 Days, With Easy Video Lessons!
Niggas they kno how Im rockin Quick to put niggas n coffins My shorties be shopping Blackin with 30s no talkin You lackin we leavin them rotten If rappin dont work I'm bak to the block with the gang We lurking fa opps with ah name You pull it you shoot it reloaded it with bullets You tote it just make sure you kno how to aim I'm use to the money These niggas ah do it fame DTF ah neva change I come from the bottom I charge alot into the game He snitch I wana see his brains if booG was livin he ah trap without gun But shit ah neva be the same I ran up them digits & I can buy ah murder charge You disrespecting sonny name weezy remember them nites we was starve out Now we stackin & bringing them cars out & my weapon ah black smith n Wesson I counted my blessins start layin my cards out Krack said u gotta kill em dont give ah f*ck nigga jus go gorilla It's niggas that wake up n pray fa this shit but u gotta wake up n go get the dinner You gotta show these niggas you ah winner Play yo position money my agenda But if I gotta grab the chopper fa niggas I'm choppin these niggas u kno Ima kill em Bury these niggas n smile but it took ah while them crackers laughed at me n trial But i beat them cases I knew I wud make it & dats the main reason I'm stayin down I been n the trenches with niggas that sold bowls made this trappin shit outta ah livin Remember when mama use to wash them old bowls bagin up when I fucked up the dishes I kno sum who rich with ambition swiping made this scamming shit outta a livin But if I rob one these f*ck niggas off scamming tell me wat is the difference Badazz say u aint gotta shoot no mo nigga go get the the money Real member if you eva take this shit for granted Just remember nothing was promise Death is for certain I'm really determined You holding we Robbin my lil nigga purging Draco with bombs & 50shot drums & reddots fa them clowns Ina circus F*ck these niggas let em die slow They wana stick me like fly paper I'm to busy countin commas runnin up a check middle finger hi haters I told mama we ain't goin back I got this shit in a headlock First nigga think it's that then I'm cockin back putting two in his dread locks I got niggas on parole wit with ah case pending still givin head shots I kno niggas 18 with ah hunnid years still smokin dead opps Free Smoke Free Smoke That shit go for anybody You think it's a joke boa them choppers don't choke Yall wana see a dead body I'm so use to Livin n da war zone I'm numb to the niggas dien in it I must admit my niggas Ina field breed killas that's the shit that i invented Aint givin credit to these f*ck niggas neva lacking that's the shit that I prevented I'm da best at this rappin You other niggas cappin Shit is not scientific DO IT
The easy, fast & fun way to learn how to sing: 30DaySinger.com
Citation
Use the citation below to add these lyrics to your bibliography:
Style:MLAChicagoAPA
"Money & Murda, Pt. 2 Lyrics." Lyrics.com. STANDS4 LLC, 2024. Web. 17 May 2024. <https://www.lyrics.com/lyric-lf/3497607/Trigga/Money+%26+Murda%2C+Pt.+2>.
Discuss the Money & Murda, Pt. 2 Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In