| This for my niggas man
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| You know I always do this shit for my niggas locked up
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| You know all that shit, man
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| My niggas living in struggle, man
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| My niggas had know all about this hood shit, man
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| For real, y’know what I’m talking about?
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| Real soldiers stand tall
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| All for one and one for all
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| I always listened to that old man
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| 'Cause his intel was one of a kind
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| So every time he dropped jewels
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| I just add 'em to mine, mines combined
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| numbers, fifty niggas deep
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| The mighty show no mercy to the weak
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| King chief
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| Keep the god shit on repeat
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| I been waiting for this time for me and my niggas to shine
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| On incline, constant
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| Pockets looking like a politician moshpit
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| Real niggas choose unity over gossip
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| And benevolence above the nonsense
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| I’m just tryna put you niggas up and on this god shit
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| And benevolence above the nonsense
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| You know the slang, nigga
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| A dump takes for a chain bigger
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| It’s more money to make together
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| Instead of beefing, never speaking
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| We can all be counting this cheddar
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| Together, we can run through blue faces
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| Instead of killing each other into a tomb, bracing
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| It couldn’t even get more basic
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| I get a bag, you get a bag, that’s even more paper
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| Plus it couldn’t get more safer
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| Instead of killing each other let’s count more paper
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| The god need to run a check up
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| So I can dress up, quest up, nigga, flex up
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| Yes sir, they asking who’s the best and who’s next up
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| With the rhymes, I’m something like a professor
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| Watch the back of your brother
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| Stay sly from undercovers
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| If you hustle social, love to your mother
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| Nigga, I’m talking about that love you can eat
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| Make sure your mom do straight
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| Then it’s back to the streets, aight?
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| Make sure you stay away from police, aight?
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| 'Cause there’s some dirty ass cops that won’t be polite
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| Some times I wonder is we gon' really be aight?
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| That Kendrick Lamar song had me hype
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| It’s more money to make together
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| Instead of beefing, never speaking
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| We can all be counting this cheddar
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| Together, we can run through blue faces
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| Instead of killing each other into a tomb, bracing
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| It couldn’t even get more basic
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| I get a bag, you get a bag, that’s even more paper
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| Plus it couldn’t get more safer
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| Instead of killing each other let’s count more paper |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Gettin' money Togetha , by - Tha God Fahim. Song from the album Dump Goat, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп