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Intro (Voices)

 

Intro (Voices)

(альбом: Cocaine Riot 3 - 2013)


Voices in my head keep telling go and get the money, go and get the money
Voices in my head keep telling go and get the money, go and get the money
Voices in my head keep telling go and get the money, go and get the money
Voices in my head keep telling go and get the money, go and get the money

Throwin up my game just me and my dogs
Money on my brain keep saying what I want
Manicure my play, middle finger them cops
Coke boy run new york, nigga we was poppin
It's a new day on the east side
Tell them niggas watch their tone we get the peace pie
Murder in whatever we gon keep solid
Sitting diamonds laying like a street sign
Bank heavy roll, shawty ready to roll
When we off in that spot we be letting it go
Fresh over that block took over that lane
Can't chill 'cause the voices in my head, they be telling me

Voices in my head keep telling go and get the money, go and get the money
Voices in my head keep telling go and get the money, go and get the money
Voices in my head keep telling go and get the money, go and get the money
Voices in my head keep telling go and get the money, go and get the money

Can't stop that molly, top back and fall in
Roll it on these pinhead ballin
Afgan my swisher, ménage we switchin
Add more discretion I don't need permission
Smell like that kitchen flash backs that stove
Saw the pussy up she had flashbacks of that o's
Getting burned like forest fire, I'm yelling more fire
Glock shells getting soled to the first bite
Hard not we been there now all wips be deep shit
Came up popping cuffs I done swished up my wrist when
I be blowing money presidents go to thin air
Ain't enough in your account if you know what's in there

Voices in my head keep telling go and get the money, go and get the money
Voices in my head keep telling go and get the money, go and get the money
Voices in my head keep telling go and get the money, go and get the money
Voices in my head keep telling go and get the money, go and get the money

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