| Street game major, a killer institution
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| Go get if you want it that’s my gangsta revolution
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| I’m from Houston got stars on my brim
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| And a Bentley with the same color rims on slims
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| Mash that’s all a real G ever hear
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| Get your paper right now and be through with last year
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| Twist your fingers up if ya bout that there
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| If it ain’t presidential don’t like that square
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| When the rag top lay its maroon and grey
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| Summertime on the way im gettin money today
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| Move for the money
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| Scared stay home
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| Fairies got bread on the phone im gone
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| You still moving rocks and stated the last stone
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| In the kitchen with the pot and then whip up another zone
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| Stared independent took it to the limit
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| I got a boat load of cash I’m act a fool wit it
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| I gotta move for the money
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| Bounce for the bread
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| Go get it if you want it
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| Go to church if your scared
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| Act a fool with it
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| Hey hey, I act a fool with it
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| These haters can’t tell me nothin
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| So I move for the money
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| Bounce for the bread
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| Go get it if you want if
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| Go to church if your scared
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| Act a fool with it
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| Hey hey, I act act fool with it
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| These haters can’t tell me nothin
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| If the money’s out a bounds then I will skip town
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| Ain’t no stoppin lil ke when he makin his rounds
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| Planes vans interstate runnins
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| If the deal is complete than nigga we sure comin
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| Cake I’m bout it
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| Bread I’m bout it
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| Got a nice thick wallet and a fresh fat pocket
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| You want it we got it if the price is fair
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| It’s gon be a little more if im bringin' it there
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| I’m ridin' with a rocket jackers can’t stop it
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| Solid clientele make a hellified profit
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| Shades by Corvallis Jeans cost a stack
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| Prada shoes and a belt that’s a whole nother rack
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| I ain’t superstitions
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| But the truck so vicious
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| From the south we love cars big money bad bitches
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| It’s all about the benjamins simple as that
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| If the cash ain’t here then i go where it’s at
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| Coward ass niggas just look at em' run
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| Stick a fork in them pussy ass niggas cuz' they done
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| Talk ya ass off just don’t get outta line
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| If these suckas play games shit somebody dyin'
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| Dirty south still here you can kill that bull
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| Everybody gon' eat like ace in paid in full
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| Hotter than the sun
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| Silver coupe on the runs
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| The money monopolize now im settin up my sons
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| When yall' lay down im gon call them ones
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| You gon' think its New Years when we bust them guns
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| Move for the money
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| Get cash when you want it
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| When it’s yo time to shine homie seize that moment |