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Yeah, ha!Black KeysWhat up!Y'all gotta put yo hands up!Yeah I settle back into the breezeGet my cracker barrel on and focus on the cheeseCheddar come, cheddar go, cheddar spendI'm showin up in Heaven with a nut, let us inThe airport, the four point SheratonHoldin fifty G's in the duffel for a friendHe better come get it , a friend is a friendBut if the hunger pain win than he better come with itI done did itThe game in the criticPuttin' diesel out like the Chronicles of RiddickIm acidic when the cigar is littedI'm the best of my pedigree, all things consideredI can't count all the goons outfitted in arraignments and secret indicts to outwit itI'm still swampyBitches still want meThe impact I had on the blockIt still haunts meSo many beards in the game going greyLetras de cancionesThe body wanna rest put the brain wanna stayStreets ain't a place, it's a thoughtCan't make long money when niggas tempers is shortI can guarantee you lose with a short fuseBut I can guarantee a mink when you thinkYou done did itYou done did itYou done did itYou want some more?You done did itYou done did itYou done did itYou want some more?Damn I'm seein' niggas in my sleepSame ones who helped me trap figures in the streetFrom the spirit and beyond, they agreeWealth has a cover priceDeath is the feeI thought clear when I was younger bout the dimeBut the appetite for money tends to navigate the mindI knew smart wellStructured a new cartelThey gave me that new car smellVain, with a deep sharp painOGs dubbin me the street muck queenPokerface in the middle of a drop offKeep tellin' me he good keep my socks onI'm in a rush, show the money like MaguireOr get your ass nestled in the trunk like a tireSituations is dire I'm not a new buyerGet it or you can feel the Cannon like MariahYou done did itYou done did itYou done did itYou want some more?I swear you got me downYou done did itYou done did itYou done did itYou want some more?I swear you got me downYou niggas joke with your moneySit up in your mans crib and smoke with your moneyLike everythings chummyOk, well we'll take yours and we live like the Pope with your moneyThats funny, get ghost with your moneyAnd bring the game a whole new approach with your moneySee you nigges rather boast with your moneyAnd see how many bitches you can grope with your moneyI sell you a jewel, never let the money overrule, cause it rules over life and the doomClean with the vest, I stress, investA drug dealers dream is a dream nonethelessYeah I settled back into the beatWith the ratchet stickin out the cracks in the seatNow back in the streetMy young boys are askin to eatTough guy you ain't lastin' a week From Letras Mania