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Featuring Owe & The Clipse (Intro) Wyld Money AKA Chiddy Bang Bang bang Clipse, let’s go (Verse) Chiddy – name ring bells like Churchill I could’ve did anything til the dirt rally Hundred thousand $ cars when I murk out Cardio in the kitchen, get the workout I can have all lane, got a way at Pure fish, better pray you get your face back Started out small ball, trade packs, now the top on the drop Do a 1-2 way back I can em to yo door in an instant Center block, titty rock on a imprint Money don’t stop, overtime, check my time clock I’m taking gwap with me when I hit the pan block Oversized rocks, steering in coupe cool Louis Vuitton on me down to the shoe shoe Yea money bass swag like Bruce Wayne Set fire to the city, new thang (Bridge) Letras de cancionesI got my arm, I got my hammer hammer Against the odds odds odds, I’m a gambler gambler Talkin that street propaganda ganda The murderers lie, the murderers lie, the murderers lie, the murderers lie The murderers lie (Hook) I got 3 or 4 cops, how can you relate? I got 3 or 4 spots, 10 cities, 5 states I got 3 or 4 cops, how can you relate? I got 3 or 4 spots, 10 cities, 5 states (Verse) If they N me I chop that block like a sensei Now let’s take street to the whip like Kinte Numb to the taste, but harder freebase Then off to the highest, spit it like D Bay This real rap, other cats is cliché The puts in the pudding, I cook it, I put my foot in You ain’t gotta wonder if we in them streets Damn right we in the game like Nintendo Wii We welcome this life when we play for keeps You know who kin folk be – Jeezy Ferrari M6, I make it look easy We done came up like George and Weezy Squeeze man, says trigger to the finger For he who thought I was this rap singer The flood gates open, wrath of Katrina You can’t imagine the hell I’mma bring you (Bridge) I got my arm, I got my hammer hammer Against the odds odds odds, I’m a gambler gambler Talkin that street propaganda ganda The murderers lie, the murderers lie, the murderers lie, the murderers lie The murderers lie (Hook) I got 3 or 4 cops, how can you relate? I got 3 or 4 spots, 10 cities, 5 states I got 3 or 4 cops, how can you relate? I got 3 or 4 spots, 10 cities, 5 states (Verse) I’m caught between a rock and a hard place Pyrex or wrong way World is mine on my Scarface Sell butter like it’s bar K Haters wanna see me Shawshanked Locked up, boxed up in them yall graze Heart broke and when they see em in that hard 8 The condo, no crawl space That’s the penthouse, all off bay The indictments, I’m on the last page The family never tell it, my niggas owe me Yea, death before dishonor nigga I turn any city to a sauna nigga Every small town hit by the tsunami Swag surf, kilos til the feds find me Well wow money, we getting wow money We just killed this shit, take a bow homie (Bridge) I got my arm, I got my hammer hammer Against the odds odds odds, I’m a gambler gambler Talkin that street propaganda ganda The murderers lie, the murderers lie, the murderers lie, the murderers lie The murderers lie (Hook) I got 3 or 4 cops, how can you relate? I got 3 or 4 spots, 10 cities, 5 states I got 3 or 4 cops, how can you relate? I got 3 or 4 spots, 10 cities, 5 states From Letras Mania