| Get cash, get cash
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| And then go smoke
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| Get cash, get cash
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| And then go smoke
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| 47 everything
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| Young Drummer Boy in this muthafucka
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| Smoke! |
| yeah
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| It’s been 2 days
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| And bitch I’m still high (still high)
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| They try to hate
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| But bitch I still shine
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| I almost panic
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| Had a tooly on me
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| Now police are trippin'
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| And they pull me over
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| Got some money on me
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| Got some bullets homie
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| Got some homies
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| That’s catching them cases for me
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| Kept it G and never told on me
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| What you mean the homies rolled on me?
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| That they snitching on me?
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| That they turned informants?
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| Man I plead the fifth
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| I got my lawyer coming
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| Bitch I’m from Pomona
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| Where the hood die young
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| Where the hood die young
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| I’m gon'? |
| my soldier bones
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| With some real nice guns
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| Gone off that liquor
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| Whole squad full of killers
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| If you don’t fuck with him
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| You don’t fuck with me
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| And why you trying to hang with us?
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| All I want is that money
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| The bitch I’m fucking she love me
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| If you ain’t bout that paper chase
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| Then you ain’t really bout nothing
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| I been living in a different world
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| I seen some shit you ain’t never seen
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| Murder cases for the little homies
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| I hope that future ain’t a one for me
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| Get cash, get cash
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| And then go smoke
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| I be on another level
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| Get cash, get cash
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| And then go smoke
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| She was smoking with the devil
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| Get cash, get cash
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| And then go smoke
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| Can’t imagine how I felt
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| Get cash, get cash
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| And then go smoke
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| I do this shit all by myself
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| Get cash, get cash
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| And then go smoke
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| They got the hood under investigation
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| Swerve
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| They talking bout gang allegations
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| Bitch swerve
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| Who the fuck lied to you homie?
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| Don’t get it twisted
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| I’m kind to you homie
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| You the type
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| That’ll lie to the homies
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| You ain’t the type
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| That’ll ride for the homies
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| I’m not adjusted to this generation
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| I’m still waiting for all of the stars to align
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| Too many mumble rappers
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| I’m a humble rapper
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| With a seat that’s about to recline
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| What did you put in my cup?
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| I been going through some issues with trust
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| I don’t really wanna talk about it
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| But who the fuck voted for Trump?
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| You was distracted by strippers & ones
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| You was distracted by killers & guns
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| You was distracted with all of the things
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| That we going
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| We buy all the ones we love
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| Fuck it then
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| Go and pass me that gold bottle
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| God knows I can’t be your role model
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| I been living in a different world
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| I seen some shit you ain’t never seen
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| Murder cases for the little homies
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| I hope that future ain’t a one for me
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| Get cash, get cash
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| And then go smoke
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| I be on another level
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| Get cash, get cash
|
| And then go smoke
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| She was smoking with the devil
|
| Get cash, get cash
|
| And then go smoke
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| Can’t imagine how I felt
|
| Get cash, get cash
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| And then go smoke
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| I do this shit all by myself
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| Get cash, get cash
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| And then go smoke |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Different Worlds , by - King Lil G. Song from the album Blessed By God, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп