Lyrics:
sticks, Like a n**** named Sony
We roll through his block
We was gone do a drive by
But I heard my music, You kno that they kno me
Was swervin to fast
I
Two straps on when I pop out
Touching a lot now
Brody on go I say the word & get you shot down
Look
Let me know, what's going on?
What you mean by
Yeah, just call me Young nigga
Our money's grown though
By the way, let's go, yeah
You already know what time it is, let's go
I said I'm Young by
witches so call me Macbeth
Strawberry moonrocks I smoke in a benz
Whew
Baby come spin me a wood
Girl pearl on a swisha
Yeah twine on a ville
And seal me
on the low money
Niggas hate but all the hoes wanna fuck me
I got money i got mo' money
Blow it by the O money
Mix tapes, over a hundred thousand sold money
Ballin in the street they call me D rosen
Pull up with a brand new Heat
Eddie Guerreo
I’m speaking randook nigga they call me yung rando
I said dat
Pooping on his chest
Call me OBJ
I'm the best
When I write, I use a desk
You know I pass the test
Call me an eagle
The way I stay with the nest
Call me
make a big chunk and I chop it down to particles
And sell a part to you, get this money is what I'mma do, ooh
A tall dawg call me momma-do ooh, from
make a big chunk and I chop it down to particles
and sell a part to you, get this money is what I'ma do, ooh
A tall dawg call me momma-do ooh, from
, my money, my money
My baby, my baby, my baby, my baby, my baby, my baby, my baby, ah!
Mama dem call me
Papa dem call me
Sister dem call me
take it no more
I'm Eddie Brock, prayin' your downfall in the name of the Lord
I'm way too deep in this shit to get out, call me David's Sword
This broke
to me yeah
Hustle by the duffle come and talk to me yeah
Money boss level come and talk to me yeah
Get the money
Get the money
Get the money
Get the money
ass was to piss up
By me or anyone of my boys I bust you in yo mouth and
You still talkin' noise try'na get yo rep on knowin' that you fake
Pointer came to reign and say something
Eddie Hayes stays a little ways from me
the west side combination is legendary
home studios, cause by any means
You can call me Mr. Good Pack, good price and low tax, fuck Uncle Sam
Put you in a situation, tryna get the upper hand
Stealin from the fam, my
talk around especially if it involves money
This new day vibe have suckas gettin smoked fa ear hustling
I don't see it the way you do
I wanna see me
tryna live my life
Tryna get my money right
I just want you by my side
Everything gon' be alright
And I know you wanna be my wife
So put that ring on your
she drives me crazy...
...Does she like my walk
Or maybe all she knows is that money talks
(Money, money, money!)
It's a shame the way it is,
I
Eddie didn't even call Larry out on that shot
He just kept starin' at the water below
Man we never did think he would blow that tank
Then Mrs. Murphy
Crazy, down crazy
Money makes me crazy
I'm going crazy, crazy, crazy as a fool
I call my, my chick, my chick into the room
Call my call my dogs,
ones that never call me
Unless they want some money, or need to post bail
I know some niggas that got they ass hit up
And still to do this day, they
let HaShem sort 'em out
Uncle Howie taught me how to coke
Brought him out on the block watch all the
Fiends bought him out
Grand wavy like Crazy Eddie
wanna call me but (we ah woman)
You know seh, more time, nobody can tell me seh I'm not a man by choice
You know what I mean? (Straight up)
Alright
to quarters
This new gloc comfy by this shoe box money
An few blocks from me they act 2 pac funny
Use to take drinks with me know he take shots from me
Got
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