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Oh
Money on my mind
Money, money on my mind
Throw it, throw it up
Watch it fall out from the sky
Throw it up, throw it up
Watch it all fall out

get her back again
Mom think I'm a menace cause that mac back on my lap again

Rollin in that hooptie with my dawg smokin gelato and
All my niggas kick

词/唱：嫩桃弟弟/Soulja Boy

编曲：AiChen


Young Peach Young Chingsta SODMG

Red Money Boyz Entertainment

I got a hunnid on my neck

3 hunnid on the jet

I'm tryna find the peace for my mind, mind
Am I living by the truth or am I stuck in the lies
It be looking real dark when you lacking the light
Wise

that ass on me baby

Verse: 
Shorty a dime
Right from her face to her ass and 
He ain't the only young nigga with a bag 
You call he ain't text you back

Life's So Hard

Snoop Dogg

15 Years on Death Row

2006

Whassup man? Always listen to that shit?
That thug criminal shit? Peep game nigga, peep game, feel me

Travel through my mind am I blind it's a shame

Life's So Hard

2Pac

Gang Related [Original Soundtrack]

1997

Whassup man? Always listen to that shit?
That thug criminal shit? Peep game nigga, peep game, feel me

Travel through my mind am I blind it's a shame

Nigga you said you had my back then you turn't yo back on me
Nigga you said you want gone cap but then you cap on me
Ion care what you say but when

Where Are You Now My Son

Joan Baez

Where Are You Now, My Son?

1973

(Words and Music by Joan Baez)

It's walking to the battleground that always makes me cry
I've met so few folks in my time who weren't afraid to die

Halfway to fifty
Times ticking by so quickly
Blink, and it's gone in an instant
I'm sitting here wishing
I could rewind the clocks
Take back all my

'Cause Jeezy know what's up, believe
That's my nigga back in Puerto Rico
'Fore the rap shit popped, we were talkin' kilos
Had a Puerto Rican bitch and I

on mind ain't nothing I rather get
You throw a price I'ma give you an estimate
Out the trenches I'm outta my element
If it ain't racks then you know it's

loud
In my ear you like a small child
I remember last year when I had never rocked a crowd
Things changed
Co signed by the big names
Put me in a category

a Wraith
Six hundred bands for all of my friends
I rock with my brother forever, no ends
We been a wave, we went to space
Got them moon rockin', I'm makin'

boom" on a crooked cop, drawback
Living like a thug 'til the
Niggas get the block back
Oh shit, deep in motion, until we get a grip
My motherfucker's

Got my head to the sky yeah
Forty get a nigga skyed yeah
Bitch tried to hurt my pride yeah
But I keep in mind yeah
Gotta get these bands yeah
It's

run it up
Got a ton of bitches on my line and they want some
Me and Ben out here like Fanboy and Chum Chum
Four bands
Five bands
Six bands
Run it up
Run

a ten
I ain't never gon' fold, I ain't never gon' bend
Run through that shit, get it right back again
Lord knows I'm blessed, so I try not to sin
My opps,

dragging since way back onna G
Even though we 20 now we always rep the 18
Let me know one of you niggas want a problem
Send my young nigga he a goon bringing

You'll be fine. Don't walk through this world blind, you will always be fine
I'm back on my shit aye
I'm back on my shit aye
I'm back on my shit aye
I'm

back on the road
Young niggas cracking the code
Pushing the whip like sum shit that I stole
Packing the these shows like I'm packing my bowl
I packed out

Yeah
Hopped right in and I got straight to it
I'm focused on my shit, baby don't fuck up the movement
Tryna get between me and my bands, are you

talkin' bout bands, talkin' bout fans with they hands out
I hope I see you later hater, I'm about my paper
You know that she just wanna throw that back

adults and 2 minors
Play it safe, slid his mask down on his face
Just to keep you informed
These niggas babies by the way
Them little niggas might be young