Lyrics:
the price is 65 dollars
Prices like that make a grown man holler
'Specially when it's sold by a kid that's only fifteen
Know I love you baby, yes I do
see the Vans out
Three dollar X pills, call that shit a handout
She know that sex sells so she got her ass out
But we ain't buyin' nothin' but
Can't get a ten piece, need a dollar fifty worth
Knucklehead nigga, yeah, you turned into a crook
But swear up and down, boy, that you ain't hooked
You
far, so far, so far
Girl you beat them bad by far, by far, by far
Me tell you girl..
Yo fine like dollar, fine like dollar, fine like dollar
Me tell you
makes a dollar
I can't hear anybody holler
Five times twenty is one hundred
Everybody got to be hid
All eyes open, here I come
Woo!
Multiplying by
So the projects know
Gotta million dollar profit
Singin' project notes
Just know...
[Chorus: x2]
(This what I'm talkin bout right here Poe...)
[Hook]
I'm gone make a million and one dollars,
And do it again.
Just wait 'till tomorrow, we gone borrow, and record again.
Cant wait till the day
India
Mommy, India got the beats
Tennis chain, a hundred and ten thousand (A hundred and ten thousand)
We took some losses, spent some money,
in my pocket and at least a grand
Gold on my knuckle, my pistol's closed in hand
I'm a Dogg Pound Gangsta from the LBC
Remotely controlled by
on a 747 in 35 minutes down at gate 11
If you wanna get lucky I'll take you to Heaven
He said, "I got a million dollar meeting up in New York City
If I
I've clowned for years, and y'all could never fade my peers
One two three four five six seven nine, ten, Eiht you can't win
'Cause all the way around
and went our separate ways
Ten dollars for a love gone by I pawned my past today
With this ring goes memories of happy yesterdays
So if I cry excuse me
Straight to the block, to the hood, to a spot
Cocaine to a rock, deuce deuce in a sock
Every dollar closer to a drop
Every drop is closer to a cop
brought to you by adrenaline and good rap
Black Pendleton ball cap
(West, west, west)
We don't share the same synonym fall back
(West, west, west)
Been
Can't get a ten piece, need a dollar fifty worth
Knucklehead nigga, yeah, you turned into a crook
But swear up and down, boy, that you ain't hooked
You
And stare at the chemtrails
With my little brother
He said you called on his birthday
You were off by like ten days
But you get a few points for tryin'
angry mobs with torches and forks
Where three peaks meet the stars and the river
And a square meter of beach costs just ten dollars
In Panama, Panama
hands on some dollars and cents
And fools can't hold us
Every chance we get, we hittin' up the rollers
Comin' up short of the green guys
And I might
it...
Now I come from, the Oakland town
Task force roll and rock, cold cracked down
Young brothers my age makin' dollars so long
Drive a brand new
my skin are tears and scars
And I've walked in these shoes ten thousand miles
Been through all sorts of berating trials
So if you want heroes then
A boy is born in hard time Mississippi
Surrounded by four walls that ain't so pretty
His parents give him love and affection
To keep him strong
A boy is born in hard time Mississippi
Surrounded by four walls that ain't so pretty
His parents give him love and affection
To keep him strong
stagger
You know you better not fight
Because the sheriff will just arrest you
You know he'll carry you down
And you can bet your bottom dollar
Oh
call Earl, 10 months in this gut, what the fuck,
I wish moms would hurry up, so I can get buck wild,
Juvenile with the mics 'n' shit, New York, New
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