| These niggas talk about money, but they never seem to got it
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| Man this shit don’t make no sense
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| I fucked a lot of nigga’s hoes
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| Got money by the load
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| Seen money, so I had get rich
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| I been whippin all week
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| I ain’t had no sleep
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| Got a hunnid 8-balls on the strip
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| Got an alley full of cluckers
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| I’m a bad mothafucka, you can catch me with the 40 on my hip
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| Call me «Blood the Mechanic»
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| Way I’m whippin that candy
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| Fiens can’t understand it
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| Got yo' bitch out her panties
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| Strapped up at the Grammy’s
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| Niggas live with they Mammy
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| Give no fuck, I’m with the shit, banana clip at his family
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| I’m a dog wit it
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| All y’all gettin it
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| Kill all witness'
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| Bond outta prison
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| Got down, got the crack pot back-flippin
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| Water whippin, 3 fo' 10, fiens say I’m trippin
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| Nah, I ain’t trippin, b-bullet holes drippin
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| I’m a Goon, been a Goon, y’all Scottie Pippen
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| Get a nigga knocked down from the penitentiary
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| Pop a pill, fuck a deal, Savage Squad livin
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| See me, I be different, all that stuntin' on hoes
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| I’m gettin' kinda fat because I ain’t doing low
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| These bitches want me, she know her boy won’t Glo
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| This money coming in, I got yo miss on a boat
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| This shit just crazy, cause you might get smoked
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| And you might not live another night
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| You got a gun and a knife
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| We got 2 30's, wanna fight?
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| Boy yo ass might lose another life
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| These niggas talk about money, but they never seem to got it
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| If we rob em do we leave his ass slump?
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| These niggas talk about money, but I always wonder
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| «if we rob him do we leave his ass wit nothin?» |