| Yo, New York get the blood money
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| Dirty cash, smoke hydro green, still mix it wit hash
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| To all the weed spots, niggas know I’m known to cop
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| All the good shit, you smell me nigga?
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| I’m on some hood shit
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| New York get the blood money
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| Dirty cash, smoke hydro green, still mix it wit hash
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| To all the weed spots, niggas know I’m known to cop
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| All the good shit, you smell me nigga?
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| I’m on some hood shit
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| Bring it back to the essence when I first rhymed
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| L.A., L.A. — when y’all niggas first heard me
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| I was starving on the train just selling my caine
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| Fast forward to '99, it’s still the same
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| But now I got a car keep my rims, up to par
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| Only stay in hotels that be five-star
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| Queens — Akinyele, Mobb Deep, and Escobar
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| Lost Boyz, Run DMC, Pone and me
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| No disrespect but Queens got this shit locked D
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| Yo New York get the bloody money, kid watch me
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| You know my tempo, I can do it fast or slow
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| Eat some bubble-gum weed and yell «Geronimo»
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| All my analog thugs and my digital thugs
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| For my people that be rowdy wit weed in the clubs
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| For my knives and four fifths, Bloods and Crips
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| For my people who smoke Phillies, and knows it splits
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| And to the niggas on the block that, rock my shit
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| To the crackhead, waking up the cops and shit
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| For all the liquor stores, that ain’t no good
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| To all the stocked ones everywhere that be in the hood
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| For all my people on welfare, don’t even care
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| For all them people gettin money, livin in Bel-Air
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| Yo, New York get the blood money
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| Dirty cash, smoke hydro green, still mix it wit hash
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| To all the weed spots, niggas know I’m known to cop
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| All the good shit, you smell me nigga?
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| I’m on some hood shit
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| New York get the blood money
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| Dirty cash, smoke hydro green, still mix it wit hash
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| To all the weed spots, niggas know I’m known to cop
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| All the good shit, you smell me nigga?
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| I’m on some hood shit
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| Yo, time zone, cabron, maricon
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| My niggas get high and still fall in the zone
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| Bitches, callin me up and hanging up
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| I ain’t a playa, so why y’all hoes playin games?
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| I’m a hustla, and I even hustle the same
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| I got hoes fooled thinkin I love em, when I don’t love em
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| And once I get the ass yo you know I’mma thug em
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| Tell em lies, hit em in they head, hit em wit bread
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| I’m a millionaire bitch, I could trick instead
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| Of you lookin foul and you fuckin wit me
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| N.O.R.E., thuggish nigga out here B
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| Bloody Money once again, yo this one part three
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| Classical song, certified, Desert Storm
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| For my niggas always there when I perform
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| And scream «What what,» when I scream «What what»
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| Straight wildin, in Superthug and they all be stuck
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| Have y’all niggas ready to fight, hoes ready to fuck
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| Yo, New York get the blood money
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| Dirty cash, smoke hydro green, still mix it wit hash
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| To all the weed spots, niggas know I’m known to cop
|
| All the good shit, you smell me nigga?
|
| I’m on some hood shit
|
| New York get the blood money
|
| Dirty cash, smoke hydro green, still mix it wit hash
|
| To all the weed spots, niggas know I’m known to cop
|
| All the good shit, you smell me nigga?
|
| I’m on some hood shit
|
| New York get the blood money
|
| Dirty cash, smoke hydro green, still mix it wit hash
|
| To all the weed spots, niggas know I’m known to cop
|
| All the good shit, you smell me nigga?
|
| I’m on some hood shit
|
| New York get the blood money
|
| Dirty cash, smoke hydro green, still mix it wit hash
|
| To all the weed spots, niggas know I’m known to cop
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| All the good shit, you smell me nigga?
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| I’m on some hood shit |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Blood Money, Pt. 3 , by - Noreaga. Song from the album Melvyn Flynt Da Hustler, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп