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Hopped on the road and let's go get that money I pull up hopped out and I'm smoking on Chronic Explain this to me boy how you allergic to money? You can't be allergic to them 50s and 100s I pull up hopped out and I'm reeking of weed I pull the racks out and I'm reeking them G's I pull the guap out and I'm singing them G's Like Ba-da-ba-ba-ba singing to the cheese Boy ya know, pissy wrist pissy throat My pissy finger, pissy ear get pissy hoes My palm itching plenty guap get plenty o's You think it's sweet them weapons I get plenty those I want some head this nigga bitch she 1-10 I want some grands, want some millions Want some billions, don't want no friends Want some weed, want some killers I want some streets, want some houses, want some buildings I pull up flex a nigga like "Gotta be kidding me" I got the Tec the P11 it gotta be with me Don't be against me boy you better be with me You better call the SWAT and they better come get me Bitch I'm rich but I still got that savage in me I'm high as fuck bitch I got two 7s in me Point out the fuck nigga think he better than me This is a anarchy I got the jacks up in me Letras de canciones Hopped on the road and let's go get that money I pull up hopped out and I'm smoking on Chronic Explain this to me boy how you allergic to money? You can't be allergic to them 50s and 100s I pull up hopped out and I'm reeking of weed I pull the racks out and I'm reeking them G's I pull the guap out and I'm singing them G's Like Ba-da-ba-ba-ba singing to the cheese Like biddy-bop-ba-bop singing to the cheese Like Sosa Wonder I be with the keys Call Me Sosa Ray Charles or Sosa r&B Told yo bitch come here call me Sosa [?] Call me Sosa Subzero I'm the man with the Big Glo Call me Sosa Liu Kang I'm the man with the kicks on Call me Sosa Budokai I'm the nigga with the Dragon Ball Call me Sosa Yu Gi Oh I'm the nigga with the dragon card Hopped on the road and let's go get that money I pull up hopped out and I'm smoking on Chronic Explain this to me boy how you allergic to money? You can't be allergic to them 50s and 100s I pull up hopped out and I'm reeking of weed I pull the racks out and I'm reeking them G's I pull the guap out and I'm singing them G's Like Ba-da-ba-ba-ba singing to the cheese From Letras Mania