Lyrics:
on my mind it was (Georgia) Bush
(oh yea, you thought we was done? Naw)
YEA!
Money money money get a dollar and a dick
Weezy Baby that crack,
get it
Times is money run it up by the minute
Ain't no jabbing I just walk off da pivot just hit up my dawg tol'em we gotta get it
Yea
Circle built
choice, or better yet no voice
But still by that time I hope to write enough rhymes
To own a fleet real estate with a Rolce Royce
Rollin' deep through this
Have you ever heard a thug cry
You see the look deep in my eye
Looking to the lord I'm asking why
I feel that you ain't by my side
Have you ever
petty hustlers out there
How to have it yo' way (okay); Get Dough Or Die (yeah) floss at all cost (yeah)
Cash out, mash out, brought to you by, Grand
of fresh air
And a fresh pair
Face it boo and do it till your face get blue
Breathe
One and then the two
Two and then the three
Three and then
twenty-five words
And uh, I couldn't do it, I wrote out five pages
And uh, I have it here
It's uh, have it by accident, actually, ha
But-but I, I-I'd like
ransacking all of my pockets
I'm feeling so sick cause this shit is a joke
Desperate to acquire Benjamin Franklins
Might make me some money by selling this
money to the mob
Just to be a pimp-shit talker
[chorus 2x]
[twista]
If it's on, I gotta ride out with my mobstas, hmm-hmm
It it's on, then I gotta
till 5, 8 days straight no caffeine break
Just money on the barrel and the barrel counts out
1, 2, 3 till I can breathe
Then it's 4, 5, 6 years deep in
Mobb Deep is that real
(Life's difficult, death's easy
LOX, nigga, M-O-B-B, what?)
Infamous is that raw rap
You come through D-Block you get killed
crack, you have to get back
So get back your soul, brother, I got your mojo
You know you got to close it down, close the crackhouse
[ Amen-Ra of 2
money
Make money money, make money money money (x2)
(Record Scratching Voice):
"Here we go
Here we go, here we go"
a society that does not disappoint you
But you have two choices
Either you gain true vision
Or get stuck in their game
Lemme paint the picture
We laid eyes
you mad? (why you mad)
New money I got two money to up for you imma get it back (get it back)
Two up, two up, two up, two up yeah
Two up, two up, two
Flip two aces and get two face cards
It happens, chip stackin'
I turn around, see a bunch of chicks clappin'
But a girl walked by, caught my eye
So I
his name, they whacked buddy, dope cases came from crack money
Like Deezy, I get fast money, one call, I got a bag comin'
This one nigga got a bag
man .
Verse 2 by Raww :
You could stay back to back with the people but in fact he gon put million knives in your back .
You earn money , wanna keep
most high.
He had mi wen I was down.
Ebi this same money make flavour to tell ein girl to go sleep wey she ada ada.
I'm a noble boy ways to get this
put me deep in the game, I'm in the fast life
Glock 40 on my side, I keep that thang cocked ready
Cause I ain't tryna be found ducked taped over by
and
Them hating and them ho niggas
My wrist 30 below niggas
My bitch gotta ho with her that ho
(MayDay, 2 Chainz)
Came in this mother fucker by myself
When I
money on these models and these dimes
Everybody saying that they really bout that action
And they down by your side when deep down they be lying
Everybody
taunt ya. So gon for the green like ganja. Money on my mind, like Kiana. Cause man I gotta get gotta get it, that's the mantra[X2]
VERSE 2: Like meds I
doing, well, it's suspect
Don't hate me, my folks is poor, I just got money
America's five centuries deep in cotton money
You see a lot of brothers
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