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Money On My Mind
(专辑: G.D.O.D. II - 2014)
[Hook Yung Booke:] Money on my mind, on my waist be that strap Bitch don't fuck with my grind, nigga you dying in that stack No joke witchya, self made I'm a
dope dealer in the
drug game Don't encroach nigga, we play for keeps We lay in sheets, these bitches don't want no broke nigga Money on my mind, on my waist be that strap Bitch don't fuck with my grind, nigga you dying in that stack No joke witchya, self made I'm a
dope dealer in the
drug game Don't poach nigga, we play for keeps We lay in sheets, these bitches don't want no broke nigga [Spodee:] Intensity beats ex-tensity every time That's why I
go hard on every rhyme (go hard nigga) That's why I
thank god for every line I
know I'm more advanced than you, demolished it when I'm barely trying Hard shit, bitches all on my dick, they hanging on my Calvin Klein I'm an outcast and I
got 3,000, big boys with me Nigga sit down or get war with me, I'm dropping bombs all over Baghdad And a
bitch bound to get more from me, if she [?] or get whores for me I
used to smoke weed with a
gas mask, but never got high until 10,000 feet in the
sky in an aircraft Counting money that come out of a
trash bag I'm a
dope boy, I
sold cocaine you never had that I'm a
whole brick and you a
gram bag, I'm a
scientist and you a
lab rat Now show me where the
Kraft at (money nigga), I
need real cheese I'm a
fresh prince you gotta feel me, I
keep a
Smith & Wesson and I
will squeeze But I
got Reggie Miller shooters, I
ain't gotta take the
shot [?] I'm sharp as Shannon when I
move the
white, even sell the
Reggie to make ends meet [Hook] [Troy Ave:] Troy Ave nigga, in my blow bag nigga 35 for the
kilos, get mine at the
oh yeah nigga Up my chips every flipper, fish scale, Mr. Flipper Wait a
minute for dinner, I'm in the
kitchen with whipper Stuttering going dummy, No other thoughts but the
money Get it sweeter than honey, you know how T-Roy be done-y Mobbing deep cause you nervous, it just be me during murders Kept it low from surver-lance, I
mean surveillance we circus Cash business you know, family, religion, and dough Been got my momma in snow, they made me the
man that you know I
talk that shit when I
flow, and it be facts Only nigga from my block bought a
big body Benz off crack Don't play me for no sucka nigga, you can't afford that reverend I
came up from the
dirt, made 6
figures now on 7
Mill-ions, still keep me a
milly on I
go stupider and get silly on one Real nigga, for real yelling "free Run B" on a
pill we on [Hook] Them Margiela kicks turn dirt as thick, say they ain't the
shit, bitch please Came from the
bottom, you won't make it out and nigga barely see 16 Cut their tongues out their mouth, fuck niggas just thinking ain't shit sweet Not paying your dues, mention my city and I
dare you [?] get me On dough Imma flip out, watch 'em go scrammin like the
12 comin The
40 go pow when the
whip out, but these niggas really ain't know nothin (they frontin') We know fishing rod and we're catching out the
money sea? I
got good aim, I'll blow the
back out of every nigga tryna front on me [T.I.:] Let me tell you how I
do a
fuck nigga, catch em we'll empty outta clip like it ain't no thang And I'm riding around with the
motherfucker in my coat right now, think it ain't gon' bang Getting high with a
brand new bitch in a
brand new car getting the
same old brain I'm a
zone 1
A-town Bankhead nigga, been serious, nigga, it ain't no game Imma trap 'till it's finished, remember me I
was standing on the
corner when I
was supposed to be in school, crack what we dealing Handle my business get the
money until it's stacked to the
ceiling Pussy nigga I
would rather be the
villain In the
Bentley with a
couple hundred mill, all the
racks we be spending get a
fuck nigga buried In a
motherfucking hearse, but nigga I
ain't worried [Hook]
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