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Featuring Dubbledge & Ramson Badbonez (Verse) Put the cash in the duffle bag Got sown off, you don’t want none of that Empty the safe, I am here for a couple gram Please don’t be brave, you could die, do you understand? You free the cash receipt, the bang you heard You never land like Peter Pan for real Could David Cameron got brushed from bills It’s why your man your man and here to steal So give me the paper, I’ll show you the flame up I’m holding the place up, I’ll show you your maker Open your face up so no one can save ya I show’d you the laser, hand over the payment Like all of the guap, you touched it you’re long bruff, you’re getting popped You better stay calm, no calling the cops With a gun in yo face, I’m calling the shots (Hook) Give me the cash dough, grab it and run See man this glass broke so give me the fun, you heard? So put the money in the bag Don’t let my man, let the middle of the mackin No, don’t call anyone You’ll get your nose broke from the butt of the gun, you heard? Letras de cancionesSo put the money in the bag Get to the car, put your foot on the gas (Verse) Take the bag bitch, fill it Tell you what, time’s livin In and out three linets and your head rolled here I let sling get it, I let Superman get it Even Supergirl get it, get it crystal clear Along, better disregard it Get your face on the carpet Everybody breathing’s a moving target In the A wealth life is horrid, Salaries are weak, the bank can’t afford it CCTV, man record it Got the Hollywood link up, face made up Ski masks through the glasses, two guns up Free shirt in the jumper Poking me up and the sweat pants over the jeans Changing the locks and the guards just to get away clean Getaway car, start using a magnet To set north, so GPS can’t track in it (Hook) Give me the cash dough, grab it and run See man this glass broke so give me the fun, you heard? So put the money in the bag Don’t let my man, let the middle of the mackin No, don’t call anyone You’ll get your nose broke from the butt of the gun, you heard? So put the money in the bag Get to the car, put your foot on the gas (Verse) Put the money in the bag, tell your younger brother Don’t think I’ll move an inch and call down the live rounds Blast your money through the back, where the fuck’s the stash Common peacock before leak up ‘Cause either way little fucker you’ve been hot You hear the trigger as it squeezes, the barrel as it screeches After we been blammin out your beef With the back end of the mack hand Jackin your crack then, aim the big block Counting out receipts, forget running to the feds when confronted by hot led You’ll regret it when the gun’s up in your neck Bust your fuckin head with buck of the tech 9 I’m out to get my money And nobody after that, Make the right decision, don’t gamble with your life if he puts a knife Tell me what’s the value or the price I want them diamonds and cash, so hurry up and put the money in the bag (Hook) Give me the cash dough, grab it and run See man this glass broke so give me the fun, you heard? So put the money in the bag Don’t let my man, let the middle of the mackin No, don’t call anyone You’ll get your nose broke from the butt of the gun, you heard? So put the money in the bag Get to the car, put your foot on the gas (Outro) Oh I had a motherfuckin dream man What the fuck was the dream about G? I dreamed that I was hard From Letras Mania