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make your own money
Yes bitch, let me see you get more (get more)
B-I-G, this for the spots with the burglar bars
Still keep the choppas by the door

Five Man Army [Collected Version]

Massive Attack

Collected

2006

We don't like it
Eternal love eternal love
Money money money
Root of all evil
Money money money
Root of all evil

boys (Pussy), píšou o svejch ex
Kdybych si objednal její spodek, doručej ho dnes
Money, money make, kluci dělaj money make
Byli Future, potom Drake, teď

Niggas be talking but really ain't sure
Got nines with the hollows they leaving you sore
All my niggas got blicks we ain't fighting with swords
Run in your

shit is all natural
And this is really me and you can tell by the stature
Got sauce drip rust and I rot em
Tell yo bitch need lip yeah bottom
Write my

want, I drop that ticket from the crib
I put that ticket on your head, I swear my demons get you dead, these niggas really goofy, start to think that all

to tell
They was the reason we got put through hell
You know them pale folks can't do anything by they self
Yeah they got it from our help
War wit us all

hurt by many men
(Damn)
And I'll never tell another human being
(Nah)
Not even mama or my motherf—kin' twin
(Foreal)
And let a n——a try you
I'ma spin
Act

hard I'm exhausted but your boy still on top
Flip don't flop, clip don't clop now my voice is hoarse from blowing out all this crop
I still wanna go shop

making me sick
When you sent me that pic
Three dots no reply
Bitch get off my line
You think it's all fine
But I'm getting rich
Nonchalant, that's a big

Late night chasin dat cheese
I can sleep when I'm dead Can't stop till my neck on freeze
Y'all just ain't fuckin wit me
I keep Gunnas wit me
They let it

happy cause he got a new a bitch
Nigga fucking happy cause he actually doing on this
Watch how i shoot it and a nigga don't miss
Bitch by my side fat ass

the mail coming
We been fucking for some hours bae it's about twelve something
Chino where my flip phone I swear I'm trying to sell something
I'll sell it by

for noise
I said baby you can hop in my
Honda accord
And we can take it to mi casa
And strike up a chord
You tell me all about your
Favorite songs

I need my greed
I need my greed
I need my greed
Money and fame is all I need
I need my greed
I need my greed
I need my greed
Fuck you lil bitch,

chemistry ain't flowing I can't be your guy
All my niggas fried box is hot as we just making sells
Ducking inna dodge
Make it by
Pills just keep me high
Bill

shit cox I got rich by myself yeah
Money in the bank
Money in the house yeah
Adey show body
Cox adey count money
Nana mebe kyere meho
Nobody fit come my

Loaded

Y.G.

Light of Day

2018

never had cents
Oh no

Fuck all them niggas they dodging
All of them bitches is my bitches
All of my niggas is mobbing
They didn't try us, we got it

Big Booty Hoes

The Notorious B.I.G.

Born Again

1999

straight from Oakland
Hoe money is my fix and I can't be broken
Freak bitches all on my dick
We on some Brooklyn, Oakland, California shit (beotch!)

the past
We don't gotta take to fast, we don't gotta take to fast
All my dreams are vivid, I just wanna live it up
I just wanna hold you down, while I count

up
Stack it up  Stack it up
Stack it up Getting tha money yea
Rack it up

Enjoy life, I'm a live it up
Momma  proud that's pretty dope
God by my side

All this blue money they think I'ma crip
She suck my dick like she haven't in years
Run up them racks have a M by the year
Gas be potent get mad when

You still de

People still de by my side

If everything flows away in the rain

I hope you go still Dey by my side

You go still de by my side

If

couldn't deal with the pressure
All I ever did was try, and give the best of me
You niggas wasn't by my side, down to ride with me
So don't tell me that you