M.D.W.O (feat. Kyle Higgs & Gordo Brega)

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It's all about the Money, Drugs, Weapons, Oil
Who got the bigger guns to the victor goes the spoils
Of the Money, Drugs, Weapons, Oil
Who got the bigger guns to the victor goes the spoils

It goes make that, shake that
Take that money
That flake, that weight
That caked out honey, yeah
On the block
Trying to get that scummy
Get locked, go cop
They ain't got that from me
But you don't really smile cause
ain't shit funny
When your pockets on E
And your blood streams hungry
It's by any means necessary
I need money
Yes money for the drugs
And weapons for the oil
Put the Pyrex on the stove
Till it boil
And plant my crops
And tend my soil
An pray that the links in the chain
Stay loyal
Cause that right there
Make the world go round
That right there
Makes your girl go down
In the heart of every major metropolitan town
It's that real shit, kill switch
Double Down Krown 
For the money, drugs, weapons, oil 

It's all about the Money, Drugs, Weapons, Oil
Who got the bigger guns to the victor goes the spoils
Of the Money, Drugs, Weapons, Oil
Who got the bigger guns to the victor goes the spoils

Money is the new age Apple
So be careful how you travel
When you talk the walk the capital
Plans always unravel
It's dumber then stabbing backwards
No thoughts for the afterwards
My working class stature
Helped me gain focus in battle
Do my job well
And do it right the first time
That has always been my motto
Ever since the first rhyme
While connections with firm minds
Help me to learn lessons
On how to spot Sebastian's
Moving in with Cruel Intention 
Not simply fact retention
That makes L.A.B. better dude
It's the skill level too
We get props for making letters too
We are just made better to
Reinforce this art
Which through a coups d'état
Is being torn apart
So while these kids sing along
Their minds are being scared
And its mental murder
But you can't call cops
Cause that's not Hip-Hop
Hip-Hop is a gift
Hip-Hop is to uplift
Don't take that for granted

It's all about the Money, Drugs, Weapons, Oil
Who got the bigger guns to the victor goes the spoils
Of the Money, Drugs, Weapons, Oil
Who got the bigger guns to the victor goes the spoils
	
Pistol grippin
The block pouring
Grind dirty
Cause the block warring
Type of shit I do when ya'll snoring
In the crib
Spooning on your bitch
I'm out here on my shit
Like soon to be rich
Soon to be global
But still my heart so local
That my veins
Shaped like a metro map
Bullets retro cap, 993s
When I had the keys before the rap 
Yeah I was all that, but the game dirty
Took it all back
I had to re coupe and fall back
Holla at L
And go half
Now we holding weight
Like a pair of calves
No more pumping on the hill
Bullshitting on the Ave
I'm thinking big
Plus niggas in my hood getting smoked like a cig
Shit I'm trynna live, Brega

It's all about the Money, Drugs, Weapons, Oil
Who got the bigger guns to the victor goes the spoils
Of the Money, Drugs, Weapons, Oil
Who got the bigger guns to the victor goes the spoils

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