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Money, power, respect Leave a nigga wet if he fuckin' with that check The shells I spit be ill, like it's venom in my flesh Like solid, play a game who can count that shit the best AK-47 snatch the soul out his chest We aim up by the neck, give a fuck about the vest Get shot like parasite 'cause they eat through your flesh Try the grim reaper, do you wanna chill with death? (Ayy) (Ayy) Wanna chill with death, just hop in and take a ride Do shit broad day and every hour we gon' slide Ain't nobody safe, better hope that you survive Ridin' with my bitch, yeah, she Bonnie and I'm Clyde Let a nigga try me, do him dirty, he need Tide That boy he wasn't thinkin' with his brain and now he fried When the choppa click, bitch, I turn the dogs behind Bitch, you know I'm Chucky, gave the chopper to my bride I'm not from this planet, [?] where worlds collide Bitch, I got a radar and swords goin' through my eyes Jump up in the spaceship, the doors they suicide [?] in the world was raised by mines Loadin' up that choppa 'cause we said it's time to eat And they got a special power and it's called eternal sleep Bitch, I'm countin' dirty money like it came up out a creak Every time this choppa shoot, that bitch sound just like me SongtexteMoney, power, respect Leave a nigga wet if he fuckin' with that check The shells I spit be ill, like it's venom in my flesh Like solid, play a game who can count that shit the best AK-47 snatch the soul out his chest We aim up by the neck, give a fuck about the vest Get shot like parasite 'cause they eat through your flesh Try the grim reaper, do you wanna chill with death? (Ayy) Aus Songtexte Mania