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Man, you sure you're gettin' money, be you ain't gettin' a dimeY'all niggas is petty crooks, snatchin' chains and pocket booksWho you been wit? (Jive ass, money-go motherfuckers)In this ghetto jurisdiction, some niggas are solid, while others areScience fictionWell respected, I'm connected to the roots and the trees, me familia'sThickFlippin' ki's, dangerous, stay on top of broken ank-lesKickin' ghetto wit spang-les, so all places new to the gameMVP's down to earth, niggas talkin' 'bout ki'sThey gotta grab theirs first while my crew sittin'Sippin' Cristal, puffin spinach in my villaMoney Boss nigga, bigger than your biggest coke dealerWe be the outspoken, no one hoes like caliberMetal like Metallica, so cock your Mac 11's if your wit meYou ain't sellin' shit and you ain't doin' shitYou kills me, coke's is steppin' stones to big cars and homesImpress me and buy a half brick o' DUptown NY, makin' MVP's(There's only three ways out, so how you want to play?)[Chorus]If it ain't real, it ain't rightGrown men playing teenage gamesDon't gotta say no namesLetras de cancionesMusicians want to be gangstasGangstas want to be musiciansTwo sides on all positionsSo be what you witnessMy everyday, seen a pocket full of greenAs the sun beams on the QB and make it gleamSee notes and half Amir's, break off and rubber bandsJump and touch a class window, blacked out, black eraIs there a common wealth? Twistin' up a 20 for delfIf your AG's then seize my peeps with the wealthAll players, big willies, big spenders and hustlersDice game, Five-0 break it up, want to ????Make some moves with this crab niggaI knew he was a fake niggaGot knocks, snitched up, switched upStarted turning state, caught a caseAnd I thought court offenders make the best story sayersMoney Boss Players[Chorus]So you's a hustler, you ain't a hustler, you's a gangstaI bet'cha, and if you had cash would I sweat'cha?You're buggin', my street dialect ain't soggin'Absolute, no jive, aiyo busters start in fiveDon't fuck with them and those 'cause they shallowChocolate weed be on my breath coppin' Nike Air apparellComin' through blocks, rippin' shit up like a vandalWe all can't play, some of us face sport and KangolRoll dice, I'm nice, sippin' half pints of courageI heard, sellin' coke is the only way to flourishIf the God ain't got it, the God ain't spendinPo' niggas still po', them niggas they livin' splendid[Chorus] From Letras Mania