| Move with the choppa, nigga I ain’t playin
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| Play with my gang, then niggas start sprayin
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| Married to the money, put it in my hand
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| I fuck with the gang, nigga fuck you sayin?
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| I’m in the trap with that Tec on me
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| Cook up a brick, I got the recipe
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| I got the gang with me, nigga don’t play with me
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| 100 rounds out the AR, know that it stay with me
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| Shoot then run nigga, you know I keep heat
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| If the bullet the Draco, that knock out your feet
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| Don’t play with the money, I sweep up the street
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| I been up stackin up millions since I was 16
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| That choppa it aim, the bullets gon rang
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| Slide in that rain, we ain’t playin no game
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| The choppa it eat ya, it knock out ya brain
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| Pussy ass nigga, you know that you lame
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| Choppa it eat ya for dinner, I sell a brick in the sprinter
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| Chain is colder than November
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| Pull up and do the show,
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| I just swerve the money I’m gettin
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| Maserati 2019, god damn all this money it comin in nigga
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| Skrrt, Porsche, you know that I’m whippin
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| I pop out with shootas, you know that they hittin
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| Young Draco nigga, you know I’m real nigga
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| I slide in the Bentley they think I’m drug dealin
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| You play with gang nigga, and you gon come up missin
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| Diss the gang nigga, you gon be sleepin with the fishes
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| That diamond, that VVS, know it be glistenin
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| Take the Rari, skrrt that shit like the Hemi
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| That chopper, the bullets, they rain lil nigga
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| Don’t play no game bout that money lil nigga
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| I’m stackin up M&M, it ain’t no issue
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| Hop out the Rari, really they start hittin
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| Ask about me in the street, I’m so official
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| Hundred thousand had to flip it 6 times for a minute
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| Young nigga killin, trigger finger it itchin
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| Only nigga swerved the Bentley through the trenches
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| Check out my drip and my watch, too official
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| They see me in traffic they sound like «Soulja, you that nigga»
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| Move with the choppa, nigga I ain’t playin
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| Play with my gang, then niggas start sprayin
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| Married to the money, put it in my hand
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| I fuck with the gang, nigga fuck you sayin?
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| I’m in the trap with that Tec on me
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| Cook up a brick, I got the recipe
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| I got the gang with me, nigga don’t play with me
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| 100 rounds out the AR, know that it stay with me
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| Move with the choppa, nigga I ain’t playin
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| Play with my gang, then niggas start sprayin
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| Married to the money, put it in my hand
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| I fuck with the gang, nigga fuck you sayin?
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| I’m in the trap with that Tec on me
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| Cook up a brick, I got the recipe
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| I got the gang with me, nigga don’t play with me
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| 100 rounds out the AR, know that it stay with me |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song I Got the Recipe , by - Soulja Boy. Song from the album No Sleep, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп