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[Intro] Throw something up fools It's all about the money Gotta notice Word [Verse 1] Probly backin' up at motorway All hoopty but we just put the motor in It's the whip, them niggas yelling y'all away Gun under my arm like it's deodorant Bullet bout as big as a candy put a sodder in End up in the trunk of a car that got O definitive I don't sip the liquor, I take a go Fuckin' with a nigga, that's strong enough to fix a ho 44 long cuz Shorty was all wrong Thought he was thugged but now his face is all wrong I don't care about their fam, I'll make them 4 more There were Biggie and Sean, closets, taking bullets home On the phone with the chit (word) crissed out bitches And ace holes, it's money in my name like mace though Body broad daylight, nigga no case though Fuck the funny money niggas, I get strayed up [Hook x2] Niggas talkin' like they got something for me SongtexteNigga you and what army? Dawg Niggas grippin' over here Hit you with a hundred then I blow a little air [Verse 2] Got a line of the dope from this bitch named Tammy Tammy's from Miami, round all the nose Camy Bronze tanned on er like I'm walkin' with the Grammy Ex nigga popty flop and turned Sammy I ain't for the bull Sign of a setup then a trigger's getting pulled Thinkin' that it's thrilla when my nigga turned wolves Do as Simon says like the '95 chug All red on, death row chain MGM fight night, Orlando was to blame Outcome was the same Death on arrival, death to my rivals Empty out the clips, spin a nigga like a spiral Yea, that's the stairway to heaven nigga On my big shit, waitin' on the seven nigga Order cocaine white like a wet nigga The king's stuntin' on these peasant niggas [Hook x2] Niggas talkin' like they got something for me Nigga you and what army? Dawg Niggas grippin' over here Hit you with a hundred then I blow a little air [Verse 3] It's like bringin' round the Rosay Hand on the bottle, sit back and get cozy Still killin' that white bitch OJ Knockin' home comin' from Kanye, Coldplay It was me and Jose in the hallway House full of dope with the punk by the doorway True story, niggas is true for me But I ride out, you heard more than a few stories I while out, throw you off of a 2-story Nigga, just to break your leg Your connect got the work, nigga tryna break an egg Yea, so hurry up and get it poached Get the feds, get the light when you're fuckin' with the dope Catch me in LA fuckin' with the smoke Or maybe in San Fran with an OG nigga that used to get it on pan am Wut? [Hook x2] Niggas talkin' like they got something for me Nigga you and what army? Dawg Niggas grippin' over here Hit you with a hundred then I blow a little air Aus Songtexte Mania