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My mind right I had to leave that ho alone to get my mind right I had to leave that ho alone to get my mind right Yeah Yeah I had to leave that ho alone to get my mind right (Leave that ho alone to get my mind right) I had to come up on a check to get my mind right (come up on a check to get my mind right) I had to- Get my mind right Money white Hustle right Fuck her right Fuck it right Fuck them pussy niggas I’ll see ‘em in another life Woo! May my tombstone read what a life Pussy ass nigga say he thuggin’ he a fuckin' lie Tell him I say its a wrap like it's mummified Hustle for a hundred days a hundred nights Run it right Runnin’ lights Duckin’ lights There he go, cut the lights SongtexteTry to spare these niggas but I put 'em on fuckin' strike Got these niggas scrambling, and we sunny side Come at me sideways I ride three six five days Hot as a latte, picante, an entrée I am the fucking best man for the job These niggas bridesmaids, I leave niggas sideways I don't want to hear it to me it's just blasé I need my money ándale ándale I got my mind right I got my mind made But how come the early bird acting like I'm late I'm ready for war Money right Hustle white Alright Fuckin' right Whippin' white all night 'til a nigga knuckle white Smoke a pound drunk a pint, another pint, another pint B-T-W F-Y-I F-Y-L Fuck your life L-O-L bullet shell, bloody knife Body parts, babies crying, bitches running, bells ringing Had to leave my heavenly bitch for a hell's angel, Lord I l-l-licked the pussy 'til I got my L's tangled I take CMB off the YM, I'm just spell checkin' Yeah, I know a nigga named Rodney King Get along with him and not with me 'Cause I'm on the edge and I'm 'bout to leave Gun to his head make him count to three One, two, three BOW BOW BOW BOW She gave me head she forgot to breathe Straight from the bed to the shower scene Straight from the stove to the block nigga I do numbers you can count on me Remember when I didn't have a pot to pee Now I look like I done hit the lottery Went from poverty to property Make a mockery of a shopping spree These niggas ain't cold they ain't hot to me They think they like me but they not to me Wait let me put my binoculars on You fake as fuck as far as I can see My eyes red as fuck look like a eye disease I let that yopper squeeze, I sat down with me And then I told myself, look before you kill somebody leave I had to leave that ho alone to get my mind right (Leave that ho alone to get my mind right) Woah, my mind right, get my mind right, ayy I had to come up on a check to get my mind right I want my money nigga Come up with that check get my money right I had to leave that ho alone to get my mind right (Leave that ho alone to get my mind right) I got my mind right, my money right, I'm ready for war I had to come up on a check to get my mind right (come up on a check to get my mind right) Yeah, yeah, I got my mind right, my money right, I'm ready for war Yeah, yeah, Y-M-C-M-Beef yeah Y-M, not them, and I'm the real Young Moolah baby My mind right, I had to leave them boys alone to get my mind right I had to come up on a check I want my money nigga Come up with that check I want my money nigga I had to leave that ho alone to get my mind right (Leave that ho alone to get my mind right) I had to come up on a check to get my mind right (come up on a check to get my mind right) Aus Songtexte Mania