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(I hear you, JAY C) (MIA JAY C) Huh Huh Please don't talk shit to me, you ain't rich enough (Please) Every time the money call me, I'm picking up When my little demon up that pole on you, give it up (Huh) When I see a opp, I'm 2Pac, I'm tryna hit him up (Yeah) Please don't talk shit to me, you ain't rich enough (Please) Every time the money call me, I'm picking up When my little demon up that pole on you, give it up (Huh) When I see a opp, I'm 2Pac, I'm tryna hit him up (Huh, baow) I'm a million dollar nigga, I can't argue with you My young niggas in them strikers, they'll park a nigga (Huh) My little savage 21, he tryna slaughter nigga Every time I'm in the city, I'm with all the killers All these nigga finished, tryna start with Skilla Never needed niggas, been rich for a minute I just need my pistol, shoot this bitch like Lillard (Huh) These nigga be like bitches these bitches so bitter (Huh) You won't catch me 'round him if he be in his feelings I'm with the camp, Leek and Damp, we TM them niggas (Huh) Real street nigga, we be in them trenches (Huh) We don't argue on the 'net, we DM them nigga Letras de canciones Please don't talk shit to me, you ain't rich enough (Please) Every time the money call me, I'm picking up When my little demon up that pole on you, give it up (Huh) When I see a opp, I'm 2Pac, I'm tryna hit him up (Yeah) Please don't talk shit to me, you ain't rich enough (Please) Every time the money call me, I'm picking up When my little demon up that pole on you, give it up (Huh) When I see a opp, I'm 2Pac, I'm tryna hit him up (It's Ghetto, baow) I ain't got no opps, but if I did, I'll get him touched 2Pac a nigga, hail Mary, we gon' hit him up My youngins got ambitions as a rider Better keep yo' head up, I'll get a nigga booked in L.A., call that California love You know these hoes scandalous, don't get caught lacking in no club It's checkout time, they get up on you since shorty wanna be a thug Nah, you ain't troublesome, for real, I asked around, you ain't on nun They sendin' shit to thug's mansion when they hop out with that button So many tears in my ho face, I left and I wouldn't touch you Bitch, you know I get around, got bad shit all out the country It ain't easy being me, but I stay down and stay one hundred Trading war stories with my niggas, if I call, they coming, boy Please don't talk shit to me, you ain't rich enough (Please) Every time the money call me, I'm picking up When my little demon up that pole on you, give it up (Huh) When I see a opp, I'm 2Pac, I'm tryna hit him up (Yeah) Please don't talk shit to me, you ain't rich enough (Please) Every time the money call me, I'm picking up When my little demon up that pole on you, give it up (Huh) When I see a opp, I'm 2Pac, I'm tryna hit him up (Baow) From Letras Mania