| Girl I’ma ride for you, girl I’ma die for you
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| Get to the M’s the only thing I’m tryna do
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| He run up on me that chopper say hi to you
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| Ain’t got no time for love so I gotta say bye to you
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| They just be trickin' but she don’t respect it
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| She know I keep fire so she know she protected
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| These nigga’s gang be so full of them rats and them snakes so they circle
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| infected- Hold on
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| Chopping business wit the plug nigga
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| Tryna get a ticket and make it flood nigga
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| She a real fan, she want a hug nigga
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| I had the tastin' bud nigga
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| Stuffing loud inside a Glad bag like we stuffing turkey
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| Nigga’s tried to merk me, had some nigga’s desert me
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| I ain’t need em anyway
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| Had some bitches doubt me, I ain’t need em anyway
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| Riding dirty while I’m on the interstate
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| I need money now, I can’t even wait
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| Come here baby girl, lemme use your face
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| Gimme 6 Hours, I’ma drop a tape
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| These nigga’s fucking fake, she love the fucking bass
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| She love the strength it give her, she love how it taste
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| I’m a rapper wit weight, done went through 9 states
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| These nigga’s gotta pay, fuck what haters say
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| Lyrics solid I just soak up all the knowledge
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| I ain’t go to college, diamonds Farrah Fawcett
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| Niggas know I got it, bitches know I got it
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| 3 holes in my body, I’m a fucking socket
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| Nigga’s straddle the fence, pick a fucking side
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| Forgi’s on the ride, if you try you die
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| Say you wanted mine, it’s eye for an eye
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| Tell your Mom about it, they hating on the sly
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| I ain’t been to sleep in ‘bout a week cause I been in the studio recording shit
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| He ain’t been to sleep in ‘bout a week cause he been talking to the feds
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| recording shit
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| Counting cash inside the foyer in the crib
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| Thinking back on all the real shit I did
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| Never asked for nothing, all I did was give
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| Sorry baby, I can’t change the way I live
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| Girl I’ma ride for you, girl I’ma die for you
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| Get to the M’s the only thing I’m tryna do
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| He run up on me that chopper say hi to you
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| Ain’t got no time for love so I gotta say bye to you
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| They just be trickin' but she don’t respect it
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| She know I keep fire so she know she protected
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| These nigga’s gang be so full of them rats and them snakes so they circle
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| infected- Hold on
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| Chopping business wit the plug nigga
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| Tryna get a ticket and make it flood nigga
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| She a real fan, she want a hug nigga
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| I had the? |
| tastin bud nigga
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| Stuffing loud inside a Glad bag like we stuffing turkey
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| Nigga’s tried to merk me, had some nigga’s desert me
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| I ain’t need em anyway
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| Had some bitches doubt me, I ain’t need em anyway
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| I cannot fuck with no scrub
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| I’m here to say no I ain’t showing no love
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| My bro got the plug
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| Swap out my 100's for dubs
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| No I don’t sell no weed in the club
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| Shouts out to money for turnin' me up
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| Cause I was so broke I was stuck
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| Now we do shows for the dub
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| The game so silent ain’t no breakin' up, my nigga it’s love
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| We used to sleep on the floor
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| It’s hard to fall off when you getting it fo show
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| When I was down bad there was nowhere to go
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| I keep on my shoes case dem folks hit the door
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| She said she down for whatever I’m plotting
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| Trying to finesse her, I’m in the lab like I’m dexter
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| She hit my line but I never attest her
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| Cause shawty she extra, but me I’m getting better and better
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| I don’t fuck with rats but I need me some cheddar
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| That stick on the back if you run I’ma catch ya
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| Bust down a set with a team if it’s extra
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| You know I’ma boss and she do what i let her
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| So many rats think the house hot
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| You beef with me bro get your house shot
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| You niggas just talk what you not bout', then we outside
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| Girl I’ma ride for you, girl I’ma die for you
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| Get to the M’s the only thing I’m tryna do
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| He run up on me that chopper say hi to you
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| Ain’t got no time for love so I gotta say bye to you
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| They just be trickin' but she don’t respect it
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| She know I keep fire so she know she protected
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| These nigga’s gang be so full of them rats and them snakes so they circle
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| infected- Hold on
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| Chopping business wit the plug nigga
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| Tryna get a ticket and make it flood nigga
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| She a real fan, she want a hug nigga
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| I had the? |
| tastin bud nigga
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| Stuffing loud inside a Glad bag like we stuffing turkey
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| Nigga’s tried to merk me, had some nigga’s desert me
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| I ain’t need em anyway
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| Had some bitches doubt me, I ain’t need em anyway |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Die for You , by - Money Man. Song from the album 6 Hours, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп