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Uh, one time for hip hop (aye) Two times for that block (aye) Three times for that pot To my hustlers in the game don't stop, stop nah [Verse 1:] Top of the morning to ya It got a groove don't it I'm Nasir, my last years should check up on it I Illmatic shit, you can hate me now I been fly and they love it, that's why I hate the ground I Mos Definitely I do this effortlessly Nothin' in common with MCs, the hammer's with me Bumpin' 100 miles, and now I'm running shit And if that pussy good, you know I'm coming quick Wait, not coming quick I be there in a minute And by the grace of God, I never seen a sentence These rappers rap horrendous My niggas mackin' bitches They Goldies keep it limited in the search for riches Went from costa futons, to food for thought in dishes A lot of intuition, the hour glass is inching We coming at these niggas necks, the board lynchmen And yo balenciaga, I know that cost some bills Letras de cancionesBut I ain't trickin' on you hoes I'm a keep it real [Hook:] Aye, get money everyday hello Fuck bitches everyday I know, I know I swear these niggas in the way, you know You know I'm VA to the grave, I go I go, I go on [Verse 2:] Til the casket drop, these bastards hate the fact That I'm working now, you gotta pay for Black I heard you fellas talking I never met a Gotti How the label me is gone Do you still count for Papi Enough with all the lies Riding to myself cause I'm Al Bundy when they lightin' up the buds (yeah) Tryna decipher mine, never lived a life of crime I sat back and got money, paper on recline (huh) Ya women like it, that pussy called recycling And I'm absent in her crib if she goin' cycling Yea I'm finna take it back to the old days Everything was classic, listening to old Jay Or it's Me Against the World, 2Pac Same attitude, hit the bar and take five shots 500 pain street, like Scarface that's my block I was there when G got shot Who got it locked (huh) [Hook:] Aye, get money everyday hello Fuck bitches everyday I know, I know I swear these niggas in the way, you know You know I'm VA to the grave, I go I go, I go on Uh, one time for hip hop (aye) Two times for that block (aye) Three times for that pot To my hustlers in the game don't stop, stop nah From Letras Mania