Jet Life

Young Ballers
Hit the money, nigga Get the money, nigga Hit the money, nigga Look, when I hit the block, it was in the red drop-top Loud pipes, nice rims, homie, that's how I rock If you wouldn't see me then, I bet you could see me now You niggas ain't makin' noise(?), you tellin' us we too loud Don't make me use my capoeira, you should know I'm a soldier Raised uptown, marinated up in Manoey Live my life in the streets, I gotta keep it G Can't be broke, gotta get it by all means I gotta fold with it, put it in my hands I'mma show you what I'mma do with it I wanna hustle, it's so natural, I'm gonna flip it Catastrophe if you're after me I'm gon' get it, you betta lay low, woolie Everyday they got another story Bout another nigga bein' took out his glory Look, I'mma do me like this bitch I'm with Neva get tired of this pimpin' shit I got the block sowed up with this audio deep If you eva in the city, come holla at me Last of a dyin' breed, still on this earth It seems like all the real muthafuckas got murked And if it's not that then they locked up in the can Letras de cancionesHow I can gonna get this fuckin' money, y'all don't understand Just tryna have a Rarri and tryna cop a Lamb Pull up on a muthafucka like what's happenin' Toes, they be tryin' to get the best of me Don't be askin' all em questions standin' next to me I'mma kick it how I kick it cuz it keep me payed And you can't hang with us tho cuz you got bitch ways Watch we cut up on niggas just like a swish blade Only thang left to do is roll up and get payed Yeah, I'm a real nigga, I promise to neva fold Break ? my niggas and stick to the G code From Letras Mania