Print

(feat. Chris J.) [Verse:] I'm not your ordinary gangster I'm the Main kill I can hustle a couple grand Without making a deal showing these Rappers what's real and what's not real I'm not talking about Bathing ape I dress to Impress because that's how I feel and If I die I'm gone and I'm dead and you haters Saying she not hood well I am because That's the way I live telling me she a shawty And she only 17 years old what are ya saying girls Can't be rappers well you ain't know cause I've been a lyricist since 12 years old Been tryna catch a producer since 2004 Need a couple G's so I can bounce back with More I keep making these checks because That's how my life goes [Chorus:] The more work you do the more Money you have the more music You do the more money you get The more albums you sell the more Money you got the more freestyles Letras de cancionesYou drop the more bottles you Pop, pop, pop, pop [Verse:] And why are all these rapper's tryna Steal other rappers swag tryna be another Weezy, with that brown paper bag and Just to let ya'll suckers know yes I'm a TomBoy and yes I do sag, I tell the truth Then these other pop rappers talkin about Money that they never had or at least make They should at least hustle a bit for the Hood's sake pop a clip (No) that's just gonna Start trouble just hustle and I garentee Ya'll make double and when I was younger These teens' tryna put me in a presetion And I feel like I'm trapped in a bubble well Now look at me oh ya'll laughing but nothing Funny I'm just brought up in the game homie And I'm gonna get more money [Chorus:] The more work you do the more Money you have the more music You do the more money you get The more albums you sell the more Money you got the more freestyles You drop the more bottles you Pop, pop, pop, pop [Verse:] Now that I'm finally famous I done Ran up and then changed the game tell Any Cashier I want the dollar's so just Keep the change I've been a gold digger In my days cause I had nothing but money All up on my brain since I'm rich I'm no Gold digger but the rest in me ain't gone Change hip-hop or no hip-hop Tupac Still lives today and if you trippin I don't Care homie because that's how Eminem Manged to meet Dr. Dre and see I'm young (Yeah) but I'm not too young to hate Like Hi Hater by Manio I'm a blow this money Like a birthday cake keep a chain on me Like LL Cool J and it ain't fake and they all Telling me she a shawty and she only 17 years Old what are ya saying girls can't be rappers well You ain't know cause I've been a lyricist Since 12 years old been tryna catch a producer Since 2004 need a couple G's so I can bounce Back with more I keep making these checks Because that's how my life goes [Chorus:] The more work you do the more Money you have the more music You do the more money you get The more albums you sell the more Money you got the more freestyles You drop the more bottles you Pop, pop, pop, pop The more work you do the more Money you have the more music You do the more money you get The more albums you sell the more Money you got the more freestyles You drop the more bottles you Pop, pop, pop, pop [Talking:] Ha Ha yo, if you struggle two jobs Three jobs or more if you hustle and on Your grind... Forget it just believe And ya can make it this song right here Is for all them hustlers in the game Cassidy, Lil Wayne, 50, whatever whoever Is not in the game but tryin' just try and Ya'll get more money From Letras Mania