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Caught me do me West had it, it's big gangs where the bullets don't scrab me You get outta pocket I'ma pop till it's jammin' I'm quick a hollow knives bust back no standing How you guys broke, I don't understand it I'm getting brand cheese like a boring ass sandwich I keep me a bitch who keep my dick as hard as granite She blow me like a check on my beater, she need a bandage A1 since day one I never been a sucker King ass k, that's a bad motherfucker Baby said she heard a ball like it's something had to rock it A pussy got mileage nigga I don't even clutch it Know I check the car facts, I own more paper than a hard back You ain't call bout cash I don't call back I been getting to it for a minute, where was y'all at Fall back! Fuck them all, fuck them with the minute whack I can touch a hunned long any day You ain't getting paid then you in the way But nigga we gonn' get the money anyway Nigga we gonn' get the money anyway Nigga we gonn' get the money anyway I'm greedy need a couple mills on my dinner plate Nigga we gonn' get the money anyway Letras de canciones4 chains on your homie make my neck hurt Whitey pocket watch his Google and my net worth Black ties fairly first how to set work Contract killers lil' nigga I'm an expert See I done dropped in the game talking double dutch Money race first place never runner up The strapped up, I'm a buck on running up Reason you ain't got it how I got it You ain't gun enough That's the west gang, you ain't heard of us We in about the murderers, promise you won't see it how we see it Till you further up I cop to win a Rolls Royce leave a hoe with no choice But to leave the back and let me smash with the curtains Fuck the lil nosey ass niggas and bitches Who always won't be in my bindess We burn these papers like answers You know it's no love if you don't t talk digits, nigga Fuck them all, fuck them with the minute whack I can touch a hunned long any day You ain't getting paid then you in the way But nigga we gonn' get the money anyway Nigga we gonn' get the money anyway Nigga we gonn' get the money anyway I'm greedy need a couple mills on my dinner plate Nigga we gonn' get the money anyway No price we mobbing forever We can run a check up or raber Been a runner word and back there niggas ain't special Laugh at these niggas 'cause they ain't at my level My own head preach more money more problems I look dog dead in his eyes told him none of that There's more money when you meet Put them gunners on they feet If your g's getting g's where the problem at Young boy I got a lot of racks, lot of straps There's an issue with your ??? put up out your act Hop out, draw out I paint the picture on the nigga Smoke one these clowns like a swisher full of killer Fuck them all, fuck them with the minute whack I can touch a hunned long any day You ain't getting paid then you in the way But nigga we gonn' get the money anyway Nigga we gonn' get the money anyway Nigga we gonn' get the money anyway I'm greedy need a couple mills on my dinner plate Nigga we gonn' get the money anyway From Letras Mania