M. O. N. E. Y.
Juan Dulley
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Making other Niggas envy you Bitch I get money that's what money make these Niggas do My partner plotting tryna rob me probably snitching too I put these 8's in his face he wanna take my place Making other Niggas envy you Bitch I get money that's what money make these Niggas do My partner plotting tryna rob me probably snitching too I put these 8's in they face now these hoes wanna taste me A lot of jealousy and envy So I ain't nowhere as friendly as I used to be Last week he was my dawg now he wanna shoot the B Jones long gone and forgotten pussy Nigga plotting I got some thangs that he ain't got and that shit made him rotten And rather sour, so that coward wanna work with Bauers Like he gon pay you by the hour, pussy Nigga now or Later haters gon be exposed like unfaithful hoes Wearing wires under yo clothes going against the code Tripping slipping letting emotions get the best of you Hit you like a bopper with this chopper tear your vest in two Ripping your chest in two, leave you like a vegetable And I don't know nothing bout no peace but I got rest for you So I'm suggesting you, stick to the code Don't be tripping bout this money or these hoes Cause I keep em coming Kentucky derby I'ma keep em running And I'ma school you Niggas bout this money Making other Niggas envy you Bitch I get money that's what money make these Niggas do My partner plotting tryna rob me probably snitching too I put these 8's in his face he wanna take my place Making other Niggas envy you Bitch I get money that's what money make these Niggas do My partner plotting tryna rob me probably snitching too I put these 8's in they face now these hoes wanna taste me See I's a get money nigga, real money go getter Certified young gangster, I don't f*ck around with these Niggas I stay away from you haters, stick to stacking that paper Niggas wishing me lesser but I was blessed to be greater Do homework for a caper, homework on my homies Homework on you hoes Cause I know money bring phonies Niggas got beef so bologna but I'm keep me some fye So when you running up on me bitch boy be ready to die Cause I'm ready to kill, far from a rap it's for real Got ya wife looking nice and this ice gon make that hoe chill Diamonds all in my grill, I be talking that cash I'm a gangster for real, so she gon come off that ass And she gon come off that head, gon follow where she been led More guidance less violence now bring back Branden that bread I'm hollin f*ck all the feds, free Goldie from prison Get money f*ck snitches and all these bitch ass niggas I get the money Making other Niggas envy you Bitch I get money that's what money make these Niggas do My partner plotting tryna rob me probably snitching too I put these 8's in his face he wanna take my place Making other Niggas envy you Bitch I get money that's what money make these Niggas do My partner plotting tryna rob me probably snitching too I put these 8's in they face now these hoes wanna taste me
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