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Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha Yeah, wah gwaan, brudda? Time to hustle for the money, give the change to your mother Change them sheets, you got stains undercover Better look sharp, now your face on the cover Like a chameleon, see a change in your color Crabs in the barrel, wanna hate on each other So my life gets better, whatever the weather I dance in the rain and I bathe in summer It's the black Corleone in the button-up shirt Before we take off you better buckle up first Fresher than the President, psychedelics got me in my element All negativity, that's irrelevant Amber Leaf or ganja leaf, I back strap when I wrap the sheets Now I feel to go for a drive, so I grab my keys Shades on, roof down, tryna catch a breeze Ridin' 'round the hood, got the Devil in my ear Can you smell that? Smells like jealousy in the air Don't know who they're tryna scare Looked at the man in the mirror, that's the only enemy that I fear A zombie knows who to frighten Just know I love the action, but I move in silence And, right now, I'm just takin' what's mine 'till Elizabeth returns to diamonds Letras de cancionesWah gwaan, brudda? Time to hustle for the money, give the change to your mother Change them sheets, you got stains undercover Better look sharp, now your face on the cover Tryna be the boss of life, gets tougher I hope you're ready for the truth that you're gonna discover Always gonna be a Judas at the Last Supper Stay woke, it's a rocky road on the come-up I take the shots like Scorsese More money, more problems and more ladies Everyday somebody die, still, mothers give birth to more babies The Earth spins, the world gets more crazy You gotta have a suit for the christening A suit for the wedding and a suit for the court case Probably wear the same suit to the funeral Tryna see the bigger picture, man, it's bigger than the portrait Bigger than me, no, you can't fight of your demons with vitamin C Have to open your mind, use your vision and see Keep your eyes on the prize so vigilantly Love how you live, remember the world, full of expensive shit Can't forget the poor 'cause you're friends with the rich Stay true to the mold, I ain't ever gonna switch Yeah, yeah-yeah, wah gwaan, brudda? Time to hustle for the money, give the change to your mother Change them sheets, you got stains undercover Better look sharp, now your face on the cover Hm, who's that pressin' on the buzzer? Better check the camera, you don't wanna get stuck up You listen close, you can hear death around the corner One wrong move and we're all gonna suffer Ah, yes, oya And take it, and lose it, oya And take it, and lose it, oya And take it, and lose it, oya And take it, and lose it, and take it, ah How far, brudda? Time to hustle for the money, give the change to your mother Change them sheets, you got stains undercover Better look sharp, now your face on the cover From Letras Mania