Listen.. They say rapping's a waste of ya ass to college' Now they ass call us Tryin to ask for Sittin glass Impala's High class I make two cash deposits everytime I the closet If niggas lookin for the The can be spotted the man He got it in his hand of no If's, And's, about it 'That the hottest' I accedently five grand Cause man, we We don't at Family Dollars If ice is fake? If you ask me for a I make my inflate We still ghetto, lookin for metal mics to break I'm still hangin around a hood, like a liscense I'm not cappin, cause me know when I'm cappin When I out that gat And you hear that thang You what that boy said? Don't be a head me some left overs im through with some raw bread
Let's open, the garage and pull, cars out (Why?) Show em how boys in the dirty shiiiiiiiine (Money is on your mind, chasin dollar signs Get off of behind and go Grind) there's no time, to sleep - we and grind, all the time Because money's on our miiiiiiiind (Chasin them dollar signs, you sayin you wanna get up off of your behind and go Grind)
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They say stuntin's a of money 'Man, invest it in Now they homeless and out of Ever Enron flopped Have a hustle for every That's the way Mo money my mattress you have in your safe When money slow up? Make a different blow up Alotta cats older then me, but they ain't never up Boys hit a couple of licks, buy some kicks and they I ain't for a fifth, I'm on the grind to get rich I ain't gone lie, I got making fifty a week But that fifty sunk to ten I woke up out of my sleep I don't compete with ballers I inspire Self-Emplyed, I could write a
And myself I myself, with a set of Slabs, salute All of my underground, mass of loot It don't matter what it cost, just grab loot I'll earn it before your class is through.. goin down
Let's open, the and pull, Them cars out (Why?) Show em how boys in the dirty shiiiiiiiine (Money is on your mind, chasin them signs Get off of behind and go Grind) there's no time, to sleep - we hustle and grind, all the Because money's on our miiiiiiiind (Chasin them dollar signs, you sayin you shine? get up off of your behind and go Grind)
Listen.. They say our album dropped And we ain't a thing Look at the Scan scannin Tell us who's the Okay, if we hit Top 100 on Billboards We still gone feel joy, 50 hundreds in boy We Runnin streets, so you can say we RoadRunners You better hide your deer, we was Doe Hunters Never doe from a dealer, I'm no dope runna But I intercept chips like a kick from a slow HUT ONE! HUT TWO! - We comin' through, it do? that Houston, Texas Underground? What a fool It's if you DeeJay's don't give us Radio play We tell the to go get our CD today, they obey Underground CD sella, Thousand or betta But I'm not in this game to get a Grammy or metal tryin to make alot of chedda, Mirror Mirror on the wall Can you tell us who really 'Chamillion and Paul Wall'
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