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[Intro: Freemurder] Tired of this shit right here Everytime I come around, man, this bitch This bitch wanna ask me for everything man Why don't this bitch go out and get a fuckin' job or somethin' Man, this bitch is breakin' me man, this bitch is breakin' me god Yo Cronz, man, you gotta help me man, I need some money or somethin' I need somethin' [Hook: Freemurder] Soon as I see you around the way Girl, all I got to say is - get a job bitch You say there's bills that I have to pay Girl, all I got to say is - get a job bitch [Freemurder] Yo, you over there where them goons be barkin' About nothin', all you want is Gucci Harlems Air Force One's, ma, your gear gon' come Go and juke somethin', cook somethin', hear it go again Or go to Mickey D's and ask for an application No, I'm not treatin' girl, I don't wanna have you waitin' Months and months thinkin', you gon' get a house The faster I get you in, the faster I get you out Want me to kiss your mouth, you must be lickened out Chasin' me down like a, cat try'nna get a mouse SongtexteYou know she rude try'nna burn my clothes up Better play road runner, dun, and burn the road up Go 'head beat your feet, I'd rather beat my meat Before I fuck this bum bitch, I'd rather feed her to the streets Go ahead and get that dough, watch me pimp that hoe See it got me the six, I had to switch that four [Chorus: ShaCronz (Freemurder)] You want some Gucci? (get a job bitch) You want some rent money? (get a job bitch) You want your hair down? (get a job bitch) Get up off your ass and (get a job bitch) (Get a job bitch, get a job bitch) (Get a job bitch, get a job bitch) [ShaCronz] My year, a different bitch, it has just begun If your hairs out, can't feel 'em, my wrist is numb Call your bluff, your man ain't tough, tell him get his gun Treat bitches like car crashes, hit and run Mommy taught me morals, but I can't help myself Some bitches can't cook, can't clean, nor help theyselves Ladies, don't try to send your kids at me Not them kids, daddy, ain't my job to keep them kids happy Know many bitches suck cock for rent Walk around, hair, nails done, with not a cent I need a bitch that can talk with lots of sense Understand the game of start, pitchin' rocks in the bitch I take a cute to booty ugly, and coogie rugbies The groupie suck me, all my jewels be roughly About ten panties a piece, Cronz love plenty of freaks That give me head, off and deceased, come on [Chorus] [Terra Tory] All ya'll broke bitches want is money What you want from me, cuz ma, I'mma leave you bummy You gets no ends, for nothin', just keep sluttin' You gets no clothes and Timbs, just keep struttin' Terra Tory ain't no slap, got no time for frontin' It ain't, even a thought, so don't keep discussin' Ain't nothin' bein' brought, I'mma keep on crushin' And you won't catch me, I'mma keep on duckin' You better move on ma, cuz things is done here Cruise on broad, you gets no ones here You better get a job bitch, don't run here You gets no love bitch, so don't come here Ma, stop askin', all I was doin' was gassin' It ain't gonna happen, so keep on passin' You need to get your own girl bring cash in Cuz fuckin' with me, you wont stay in fashion [Chorus to end] [Outro: Terra Tory] Yo what the fuck is goin' on, bitch Why the fuck you over there tellin' me that you want my fuckin' money bitch You getter ahead with all that before I fuck your ass up bitch You owe me money, now bitch, yeah, bitch, come on now My whole team right here, they know you owe me money, bitch You want me to take you court, do you want that, huh What you want, you want me to take you court, I will take you to fuckin' court Cuz I don't like nothin', you want your hair down You want me to pay your cable bill, just get up off your as Aus Songtexte Mania