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[feat. Beanie Sigel, Busta Rhymes, Pusha T & Styles P] [Hook: Ace Hood] Another day, another dollar Every 24, I'm thinking money and the power Bills due, money running low Plus my cousin lost her mind and had an overdose Way too many problems, got me stressed out What you doing? You got 7 days to move out Go on! Get it! I'm out here chasing cream Go on! Get it! Need it, by any means... [Verse 1: Ace Hood] Mama went and got it, daddy never home Started learning from the streets, but I know my heat a chrome Never sold no kind of dope, just a real nigga Take the canned foods, I'm tryna get a real dinner Get your money stacked, your paper keep away the feds Keep it real and fuck a hater What my brother said Keep my head high, nevermind them local jokers Every day that I wake, I grind Gotta make that monthly quota Way too legit to quit though Letras de cancionesCan't stop, no way, no slow-mo Gotta feed the team and my kin folk Think of all the stress that I've been through Way too much fuckin problems Way too much fuckin bills By any means necessary, gotta see my momma in... [Hook: Ace Hood] Another day, another dollar Every 24, I'm thinking money and the power Go on! Get it! Go on! Get it! Go on! Get it! I'm out here chasing cream Go on! Get it! Go on! Get it! Go on! Get it! Need it by any means [Verse 2: Beanie Sigel] Black incorporated, Bo bangs mind frame You for self nigga, organized crime wave I pricked my finger, took my oath and wrote my name in blood Kill everything, got baby bodies floating in the tub Natural Born Killa nigga, nothing I'll as this These knuckle-breathers stick the toothpick through the goldfish You's a sucka nigga, greener than a blade of grass I take the half a phone book blew him for 30 bangs Gotta get it, while the getting's good That Desert Eagle stainless steel, the handle cherry wood I got that G-lock, 33 ladder works I bag a bullet to your belly, make your bladder burst Now you piss some blood, I'm fishing for grub I'm in the water with the Great White, I'm whippin up Don't make me hop out with that thing and start spraying shit Chopper bullets longer than the Section 8 waiting list [Hook] [Verse 3: Busta Rhymes] Shine up all of the gun dere, keep dem shine and crisp Cause if a nigga try to come in and try to get in the way Of how I feed my family and Try to dig up in my pockets it'll be a catastrophic little situation And I'll be leaving him laying dead and gone all in his own piss Father bless me: Jesus Christ Cause I'm about to go and commit my worst sin Just know that whenever we gonna defend it and survival Of the people that I love and all the people that I feed And I'm ready to kill and massacre anything Moving past me the rachett, I'm shootin' muthafucka Best believe I'm going in See I go and I get it and then I STOP Don't speed rap this, let me walk it to em This topic we addressing so serious: let me talk to em Look at my baby die, while they smile at me playful Fuck you think I'm gonna do when the hunger gets painful? Every day I hit the street and I taste it like grapefruit I ain't eat your food yet - you better be grateful! Be grateful that you had time to think that I overlooked it And you had an extra day with it before I came and took it [Hook] [Verse 4: Pusha T] Gotta get mine by any means Malcolm X versus ML King Marched in this bitch for kilo green Tony locked up, let freedom ring Free the mind, it's beautiful Ain't freeze the watches, it's 2 below Ears are different, 2 below? Got the rock on, super ho Super fly, super paid Niggas stunt hard as Super Dave Yeah, where's my key? You ain't gotta ask me where's the flea In the pot, cooking base MIAyo 808s: niggas wanna know why I link with Ace? Black motherfucka with expensive taste Hustle hard, bit like me Ice cream man, nigga, just like P Murder you muthaf-ckas, they like see Move that [?] just like D Certified, walk the streets Consequence, nigga, talk is cheap You don't want a problem? Off the beef Before I off his ass with his awful teeth [Hook] [Verse 5: Styles P] Robbery turns into Murder 1 Murder 1: made it look like it's robbery .44 show you boys vagina like pornography Put your friends, get a Benz, inside's mahogany Pretty bitch, let her stunt, classy suit Nice shoes, smoke blowing, guns all around Yeah the mob will meet. Now let's keep it G On some ref shit We don't trust each other, we don't know each other's address I fuck your girl, crack your safe, slash the mattress Nigga, you a actor, you a bitch, you's an actress I go and get it, yeah G and G I don't give a fuck, I hit your crib up with TNT [Hook] From Letras Mania