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the money talk,
Y’all ain’t making moves you just funny walk,
Turn your BM to your X I’ll make your bunny hop,
Buddy stop, money shot, yeah, I think she love

Throw Ya Hood Up
When you out at the club
Surrounded by thugs, bouncing the Dub, just
Throw Ya Hood Up
When you ain't in yo hood
Right when them

to the bank before it open up
In and out like I’m CP3
Move slick like Rick James go hard and switch lanes, wrist game, click bang for the easy 3!

They don’t

All of my niggas is down with the shits
They all protected with sticks
How in the hell can you hate on this?
All I make is hits
Swear to God
Gio

Don't cross me you get one time
He said it's on sight I seen him two times

They say a gun don't make you real
Until you get caught without it
Now you

on none but I been doing hits
Get to jumping the fences
Hop in the wheels
Gotta make it to the bricks
We deep asf in here who want it
Still put shit up by

Ghetto boys
Die by twenty-five
Or catch a quick three-to-five

From a young white Canadian
Wannabe G’s perspective
Baby baby
Reminiscin’ back
To when

so much
and I can't move on

You never walk by my side
From the look in your eyes you're making me blind
I need a fucking sign
To end this fucking life

handsome and she miss Paris
I'm assuming everything you say is cap
If I gotta make a move then I attack mothafuckaaa
There's some hunnid dollar bottles in

hang out the window with they shirt off throwin up them fo's
this how it go, you by the club swerve, you wit ya girl swerve
a nigga move swerve, all my

in my hand and told me 

Son, make all the messes you can manage to make
And move back to Seattle
Be the drummer in a band
There's a girl from

wanna stand on my money and make me look ten feet tall
I want it all, my house got so many rooms they callin it Taj Mahal
I want it all, I'ma just go

hustle hustle hustle
Get to the money
Grab it take a dolla stretch the cash times that bitch by a hunnid
Hustle get the gwop time is money
Hustle get

the room, .30 out, gun showin' (Pa-pow)
Make the wrong move, .30 out, gun blowin' (Yeah)
I done took a few Perc' 30s, I'm gone (Yeah)
Does anybody know what

this cash blowing
Imma get it back this time by 50
She said she like my sound, like Rick and morty she get shwifty 
Ion even want no beef
But I got goons

dreaming bout you
Just stop and I smile, been cheesing bout you
Uh-Huh
Put Rick Owens my pants, CDG on my shoes
Had to move out of town to stop thinking bout

Thought he was flash by the way he was runnin
On that block with the I went dumb
I was fienin to turn em to runtz
Bro started flickin tryna leave em stuck

an episode
Double parked in front the park, but bet it's left alone
Bet I still move like they not here
While knowing they got here, by playing off our

sent to me
Simply, like this is cordial When the drums drop Hear Rick and Morty
Mean brick and mortar 
Need a swisher sweet
Roll up, get to goin
You can

know how to tell time, I just watch
I feel like Fifty
Many men, many men, many men, many men, many men
Choppa make his ass do the running man
Running

of an eye
Imma snap at the
I grab my dick like I'm Mike Jack
One glovin' I'm bussin'
I get fat and I move the weight
Rick Rossin' I'm hustlin'
You just tryin'

gram make you seem realer
You still a dirty nigga thru a clean mirror (Nigga) 
Leave that drilling to the youngins
Make your momma cry then reply who's

the roof
Stay on my ten toes wearing nike shoes
It's all official when I make a move
When I make a move moving like John Wick
I be sipping on the juice all

the Rhyming I was made to ball
So its Pow, shoot for the stars that make Gasol
Look good
Even Tho I'm From Crooked hoods
It's Chess Moves I know the King but