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(Intro) Drugs… life… livin I’mma murder this shit First degree… make a killin Uh (Verse) Novocaine smoke so I’m numb to they feelings And this is drugs, we go higher than the ceiling I made so much up on that corner, now I’m chillin Got money mountain high, I’m climbin to a million You say you’re lookin for followers – cool But every move I do they ruckers… they ah and they ooh Yea, catch a friend and a tag on my shoe That’s fade away money, blow that nigga out the coupe Drinkin Hen, peanut butter seats on my gator pan You just doin what the fuckin leader sayin Let me change in you, you’s a meter man The blueprint’s secret so you don’t see the plan And fiends – they be trippin off a line of powder And my niggas shootin, I call em act devoured And all was dirty money, hit until the shower 60 minute flat, I’ll miss you in a cool hour (Hook) Me and my niggas got the game in the choke hold Letras de cancionesAnd we ain’t letting go All this money that we makin, these niggas know so That we ain’t letting go Got the game in the choke hold Choke hold, yea (Verse) Uh, life for us – the Corona commercial But where I’m from man it ain’t nothing for them to murk you I hear em talkin peace without a peace of mind So them same niggas never see a pizza man Shout out to Joe, that wasn’t beat slang And all our plates full ‘cause it’s feast time Buyin up them houses, ain’t no rich town To find niggas like this you gotta rewind What I said? What’s that bread? And I’m about that, put it on his head Now me and Patrick Camden call him Erin Rogers I’ll be out in LA smoking watchin TV, it’s the Dodgers Playin baseball with my diamonds on You say you getting money, nigga well you not alone It’s a lot of us adding dollars up All I’m sayin friend penmanship, turn my collar up Wut? (Hook) Me and my niggas got the game in the choke hold And we ain’t letting go All this money that we makin, these niggas know so That we ain’t letting go Got the game in the choke hold Choke hold, yea From Letras Mania