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Money Talks

Cocoa Brovaz

The Rude Awakening

1998

Hacking like six to the four 
Like six double oh, like 
Four, or either two doors 
Money no like C to the E-O 
Oh I forgot like ju don't know 
Like I'm

A traveler’s heart is hard to find
Our troubles we can leave behind
Cause I’ve got my own plans in mind

Chasing dreams by those dim headlights
As we head down

Cotton candy stuck in the sky like clouds
Accomplished by over two hundred people standing around
Blowing them into the air at the same time

I

swing)
Get some crunk in yo system (A, B, Yall niggas could nevah see me)

Hook 2:
Get some crunk in yo system (Cmon)
Get some crunk in yo system (Cmon)

Real Or Fake

Z-Ro

Meth

2011

training
Running cars in breeze ways, all day standing
While ya'll had, ya'll hoes on your mind
I was posted by the labor pool, rocking for rocking them

really traumatised

My demons they come out at night
But there gone by the morning time

Love my blood and love my tugs
Your stupid to make trouble here
Im

reception, nigga
Whack your clique one by one 'til no one left in it, nigga
Spot the car movin' slow with no lights, tryin' to creep
That's me, and I'm there

It's just me and my bubble now
Gotta keep the door locked, keep the trouble out
Cause it's cold in this motherfucker
And I don't think that I'm

of the taliban
Tempted he aint scared to hit em, 2 to the chest, 1 to the head
Gettin ready for discharge, 6 years & no child
Gotta crib, nice whip, and a job

Leave Da Game

Gunplay

Living Legend

2015

ever knew 
Started from the bottom then I roused a love of two
Cars got fancy, b****es did too
Ain't got lover n****, wishin' that was you 
But they

Aye two stones, gotta break down a boulder I'm not rich porter, you cannot afford her, need two loans
No we not tryna race I just steady my pace

Al right
That's that moment
That's my moonlight
Can't you feel me? 
That's my voice before to get me high
Al right
O no, again troubles
LET me do me

to fight
Turned a pilot light
Into a raging firefight

Like my brains not wired right
Brai and fizzle side by side
Arguing showing each a piece of mind

need some more butterflies
Rev me up, yeah yeah
Side by side in your car
Hit the gas, grab the aux
We gon' drive till dawn
Alright, alright
Going fast,

They tryna claim they were ten toes down but they were never around
Had to get my shit back they hacked my account
Niggas acting cheap by the day

Frontline

Yaggfu Front

Action Packed Adventure

1993

fronts, she doesn't have a clue
Dug the boys in blue, sometimes I paid them off
Had trouble in the South, so I catch a train up North
Page me by my pager,

Sometimes I fantasize about my life
Where I'm your husband, baby
You're my wife
We've got a kid named Benn
A dog, a car
A house with a pool
Out in

came out the dirt and we didn't have shovels
You not in my circle if you don't like to hustle
New car its a muscle
They see where I'm from
Where I'm

We have all the power
They can't push us aside

Feels like I sold out for giving you my vote
Lesser of two evils got em both in my scope
Babies up in

[The Grouch]
That looks good but what's on the inside?
What's on the other side?
What's on the flip?
Tell me what I get, is it all of what I see?
If

You can hate but we praised by these streets we run
Love who we are push two seat cars
Yeah we be far from your too weak bars for real
This is real talk

a tunnel backwards through time
Dragging my knuckles, listening to Frankie Knuckles
Someone has lost their drugs in the long grass
Cars pass by

I dig Modigliani (1)
Jolson doin' "Swanee (2) "
Several maharanee (3) are my intimates, too
I played with Montovani (4)
That's a lot of string to get

(uhuh)
Niggas'll kick your granny door in
For a raw bird (where it's at granny?)
Few shots make yo' car swerve, backseat
Shooter loading up the Mossberg