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Every day I wake up nigga I'm thinking about money
You stored it niggas
Getting rich after rich,
Yeah
Mothaf*ckers talking shit
Don't be the killers now in silent foe,
'cause what the f*ck we do.
L.E.P Bogus Boy
Knocking this bitches head off
Shout out to the head up
My love to hustler
Getting money

Yeah!
We're from nigga that trigga guess no hard
natural born killer so p**sy play your part,
them guns is blazin' for the fame no heart
just bought a new bangin' and state it to art,
yeah, you know I gotta stay here at the curve,
pay back a bitch but I'm a man of my words
I mean that, catch em in traffic just like a red light
empty shale cases but the same no ..
niggas going to show and they a hundred deep
still poking them niggas homie and then sweet,
if you come to my city sayin' your whole tale,
so you have your jury going out the holy style
yeah, but I guess it's hot the cooky crumble,
niggas in and I don't make em play shiple double
money, yeah but I guess it's how the cooky crumble,
niggas make em play all day the triple double.

Hook:
(Money) I'm out and I'm flexin' my muscle, yeah
we run the film now you niggas a trouble,
take them squares, break them down right on the stone,
boy I'm making place it's how x's and o's.
(Money) I'm out and I'm flexin' my muscle, (money)
we run the film now you niggas a trouble, (dadada)
take them squares, break them down right on the stone,
boy I'm making place it's how x's and o's.

You niggas better chill, boy you..
My nigga shoot to kill, boy believe in you
we like the navy sales when in the crew,
we out here in the film like clean the shoe,
shots fire, met the casualty, here shots no, I go lane the batteries
This rapper's beat cabin like they got killers,
they ain't catching bodies they just shoot and act niggas
damn, I'm ..I'm back robbin',
f*ck the steve mass I'm stayin with a bad stuckin'
I got pistols, I got choppers,
them killers on your ass like that pockets,
you ain't marry to them streets, use a fornicator,
my niggas showing teeth like a fro to gater
I'm calling plays like a coordinator,
I'm married to the cross like our Lord to shater

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AddedJuly 22nd, 2015
Last updatedMarch 8th, 2022
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