Lyrics:
the game played
Nigga like me put the hood on that walk of fame
Fingerprints of Eazy-E still stain the brain
Gang-bang relationships, no need to name
That's ran by greed
Money and the power
For me I'm a survivor
I do what I have to and only God can judge me for that
So before you cash your stones down
hearin'
Money laundering, honies wondering
Who me? I reply casually
Come what God would be if He was a straight G
Tonight too tight out of a big ditch
me look
[Verse 1:]
I fuck a bitch till she real tired
And I ain't fuckin wit her less she real fine I gotta lot money I ain't gotta lie play me
Head in the sky
But I'm chilling in my reign
Bang bang bang
Money in the bank
Cash out
LV shades done turned me to mad man
Mad max
Bring em to the land
Khalifa
Booty goin pop
Back in highschool
Get it right though
Don't make it a idol
But they worship
Call it bang bros
Yea im hella nasty
Stained em up
Im in
to penitentiary cause I
Used to serve cavi
Makin' big money on the block
That was us 'til we bust
Off-brand stepped up then
Off-brand get rushed (blaaw)
ya
One call to the 9
They know he a blitzer
Smoking ops in a wood or swisher
39ers ain’t nun but killers
I’m surrounded by apes and gorillas
All
Callin for the siren
Tell me where ya sidekick
When them shots hit
When they go bang
When them shots hits
When they go bang bang bang
Big bada boom
I don't
Brothers on the corner sellin' junk
got held up by the hotties got the shotties in the trunk
You got the hard rocks wavin' glocks at the punks
a million offa users.
Car and the money the same color of mucous,
Go get it his self they call 'em ghetto Frank Lucas.
Cocaine,
He got it by the boulder,
loaded feelin' myself
Right now, I'm not myself, I'm turnt up, got that iron in here
Yeah, I got it right by my belt
Them niggas plan on poppin' him,
I make big money
I drive big cars
Everybody know me
It's like I'm a movie star
But late at night something ain't right
I feel I'm being tailed by
make sure my casket's closed
Rap critics that say he's Money, Cash, Hoes
I'm from the hood stupid
What type of facts are those
If you grew up with holes
Distributin', call it penetratin'
Take off your mind, clean up what you thinkin'
Dirty money stashin', call it bankin'
Murder for position, call it rankin'
in the G-ride
So what y'all bustas gon'do
When the pimps, bangers and hustlaz smash on you
One for the money
And too for the sjizzo
I'm lil
one big family, it's all DPG (DPG)
I got a G on the best bomb money can buy
I ain't out for no homicides, I'm out to survive
Dogg Pound,
Hold my ground
Alright
All des people love me
When I flex des vvs
All theses bitch won't me
When my money 3D
I been peeping
That My haters really need me
flexed
Everybody dodging next
Only God could save yo flesh
Say yo last be my guest
Lord forgive I'm a mess
Let it bang and it let bless
By an means
Make
take the heat, slow down
(Oh, slow down)
It's wicked in these streets
[Snoop]
Life ain't nothing but a big old twist
A lot of times when I'm
self, self, self, self, self
This all I got but all I hear is help (help)
Since a youngin' I been getting used to sex, money, and guns
Bitches wanna
Sosa baby!
Ear Dummers
Bang, bang, bang
Mike WiLL Made-It
I flaunt it, I bought it
I talk it, I walk it
Only thing I worship is the Lord
you know what I bang
Bullet the brain, I don't fuck with you lames
If you sayin' my name, then it's followed by King
Pull up and deadlift, we need
(Damn james)
(Dolla $ign, Dolla $ign)
Who tryna, who tryna go? (Go)
Who gon' drop it down like there's money on the floor? (Ho)
Who tryna, who
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