| For a dollar bill, people will do anything
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| They’ll rob and steal for a dollar bill, anyway
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| For the dollar bill, people will do anything (Yes, they will)
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| For the dollar bill, people will do anything (Yes, they will)
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| They will rob and steal for the dollar bill
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| (Yes, they will; yes, they will)
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| For the dollar bill people will do anything (Yes, they will)
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| Yeah, I’m from around the way
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| I slung about an ounce a day
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| I’m living proof you ain’t got no excuse
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| If it was there, it ain’t shit to lose
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| Dem older cats would chunk a nigga fronts
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| Would rock it up and smoke that shit in blunts
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| For tennis shoes, we was getting fools
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| We caught you slippin', we would get at you
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| With no respect, fuck a nigga set
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| We shot it up and murk his connects
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| What yours is mine for a dollar sign
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| I blame the grind, I was outta line
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| I’m reminiscing on what niggas did
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| For big rewards, you took a bigger risk
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| They say what comes around go around
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| And when you least expect it shit be goin' down
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| For the dollar bill, people will do anything (Yes, they will)
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| For the dollar bill, people will do anything (Yes, they will)
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| They will rob and steal for the dollar bill
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| (Yes, they will; yes, they will)
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| For the dollar bill people will do anything (Yes, they will)
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| They called it murder in the first degree
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| And it was then that it occurred to me
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| This was some inside shit
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| That was your friend got hit, huh?
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| They knew all about the stash spot
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| Knew where the money was and cashed out
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| You got the nerve to act like you don’t know
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| When all the while you steady gettin mo'
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| Just remember dude we watchin' you
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| I spared your life they day they shot at you
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| 'Cause if I didn’t, they was coming back to finish off yo' ass
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| You were walking dead, it’s a fact
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| You slimy niggas play the game wrong
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| Get popped, can’t do they time, so they sang songs
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| I turned the game on, Watch the Knicks play
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| I sent them shottas at your ass 'cause you a bitchmade nigga
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| For the dollar bill, people will do anything (Yes, they will)
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| For the dollar bill, people will do anything (Yes, they will)
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| They will rob and steal for the dollar bill
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| (Yes, they will; yes, they will)
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| For the dollar bill, people will do anything (Yes, they will)
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| Real nigga in your presence
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| Money couldn’t change me past or the present
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| Homie, I’m the essence, tote a Smith & Wesson
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| Eyes hella tiny, in the hood is where you find me
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| Out here with the grimey, bitches wanna come up
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| Niggas slangin' snow packs, nose running, I’ma
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| Let you get your mind right, homie on that weed though
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| Baby on them mollywhops, blinded by the weed smoke
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| We come from them streets, ho, I stay on that ign’ant shit
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| Ain’t nothin' 'bout weak, ho, always game to stomp a bitch
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| And stomp a bitch, and stomp a bitch
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| Got a super boxing game, so I prefer to punch a bitch
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| Mission accomplished
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| Put me up against whatever I am busting it
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| A nigga’s born hustlin' and tustlin'
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| And strugglin' and musclin'
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| Just making you aware who you fucking with |