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[Intro:] It's that Coke nigga... That raw and uncut cut nigga... Yeah... It's a Two G Thing... Southside in the houseee... Grimey nigga on deck, more sex, more money, more sket We on it nigga, what I'm gon' buy next, more lane cars White diamonds on my neck, take it you want it nigga... [Chorus:] Keep playin' 'round with the team I bet what goes around come and get ya You won't live to play another nigga Stupid, my heart don't pump a soft drop Nigga run up on me wrong a nigga gon' get popped Yeah, we throwin' money in the air For niggaz that ain't here, more power more fear Yeah, we fully loaded everywhere No pressure, no worries, no cares... [Verse 1:] Pink champagne and blood spill as I count my next mill Frauds ballin' out with counterfeits I counter that with real D-O-Double L-A-R, S Class chrome wheel Why you liffin' up your heel, fancy tire, smoke peel Letras de cancionesHalf of what you hear is real the other half just how they feel How the fuck a nigga know the street and hardly play the field They sorry baby I don't need a army just the steel Teal Lambo peel, sweep your barbie off her tail I'm shinin' in near a town near you, y'nah how I do In a Fourteen hundred dollar shoe, powder blue I am great, how are you G Unit Guerilla flow straight outta the zoo ain't no way outta the crew It's darker on the other side and death around the corner Ain't a single soul exempt, keep my vest on with my sonar Louie V bajama, burn all kinds of marijuana Life's a big bitch your honor can I deal with my own karma [Chorus:] Keep playin' 'round with the team I bet what goes around come and get ya You won't live to play another nigga Stupid, my heart don't pump a soft drop Nigga run up on me wrong a nigga gon' get popped Yeah, we throwin' money in the air For them niggaz that ain't here, more power more fear Yeah, we fully loaded everywhere No pressure, no worries, no cares... [Verse 2:] Life is what you make it, make your money quiet, I don't diet I just eat, get head and fall asleep Different path same street Pillows and buried niggaz, niggaz pop kiss then speak, bitches line 'em up sweet Chickens call me cool, my niggaz call me collect I call it how I see it The Notorious Threat Nigga I'm lappin', niggaz joggin', while you bloggin' Two million dollar home and you been late on your apartment, your rent I'm sparkin' Moe' pissin', dirty nigga, call me "Mr. Make The Numbers Match" Ain't nothin' wrong with my arithma Tick my shit don't tock them temper tantrums get you trampled They won't do me in the barbershop, my barber got the blam too Sticky weed and grand crew, tipsy in the tan coupe You can't wear that man shoe let's put 'em back on canned food Nuttin' I can't do, ain't much I haven't seen Who want his land blew, the fuck is you nigga [Chorus:] Keep playin' 'round with the team I bet what goes around come and get ya You won't live to play another nigga Stupid, my heart don't pump a soft drop Nigga run up on me wrong a nigga gon' get popped Yeah, we throwin' money in the air For them niggaz that ain't here, more power more fear Yeah, we fully loaded everywhere No pressure, no worries, no cares... [Outro:] I have dreams about the money You haters can't do me nothin'... I got so much money I'll erase ya'll for frontin'... I have dreams about the money Niggaz can't do me nothin'... I got a whole bunch of money... I'll erase ya'll for frontin'... From Letras Mania