Lyrics:
thirty-eight packer
Money stacker, t-shirt cakalaka
Verbal predator, fake rap attacker
Gotti jawbreaker, Roscoe the back cracker
Money makin, we smart like
at the store
Look on the back seat and you'll see it on the floor
I grind by any means baby I'm grinding I'm grinding I'm grinding I'm grinding
Grind by any
fuckin wit them chips nigga
We on a twenty-four/seven grind nigga
I guess we do it for the money
Y'all niggaz do it for the vine
Shit, we do it for tha
The feds be spying on all of us nigga
These hoes be lying to all of us nigga
I got news for the monogamous niggas
Yo' bitch fucking anonymous niggas
I
the gang not down for the grind but they down for the fame
I got an eye for the snakes an eye for the fakes I can see it from a mile way
Nigga I grind for
the money
That's sweet, sweet love
Don't try it and even put some strychnine
Listen to the pronunciation of strychnine in this cool-Aid
This ain't no Jim
the money
That's sweet, sweet love
Don't try it and even put some strychnine
Listen to the pronunciation of strychnine in this cool-Aid
This ain't no Jim
these delusion
But you can't break my passion
In Christ I hide please CAUTION!
I gotti Holy-Ghost in my body
And God blessed me full of money
You see me
cowards you don't want to go to war
The hard hitta still be the biggest mama nigga
Swallow yo' shit like a fuckin' Anaconda nigga
So, bring it, bring it
Mellowing up the shy day play by me
I'm something ya'll never you wanna grow up to be
Dogg Pound Gangstaz, D-P-G
Sincerely to you paragraph by me
Young Gotti
Klutch
Big Bank Big House and new whip that's my mood
Mind on my money grind and shine that's what I do
Can't get lost in the sauce be yo own boss whether
and have the money piling
Yeah you know where i been
Im still on my grind
Gotta get the cash
Gotta get the dough
If we aint talking money
What we talking for
the chat
One move forward don't ever move back (dinky)
Hey yo, clearin', clearin', clearin' my throat
For these next few bars that I just wrote
Hit the bong
Its the Great
LRE
Hustle and Grind Hustle and Grind aye
Get off yo ass make ends meet(so You can eat)
Cuz yo demons on yo ass won't Take defeat(tryna
shit
GOTTI:
Pimp gotti get da dues in them double down like them kids wit tips who tops
Down bricks who get money quick see me representin bomb city
Gatoooorrr
"Oh so Untamed"
I want the money, power and the respect and uh
I want it all I settle for nothing less and uh
I'm on my grind, I'm
She knew exactly who I was becoming
Reality of dreams, younger for memories of a still wonder
Of who I might be
And for her it's hard to stomach
money
Never sleep for the money, sleep for the money
Grind all week for the money, week for the money
Wana kill me for the money, me for the money
Gotta
gat with my hard hat
Strapped with my crew and my niggas and all that
Down for whatever, niggas straight rowdy
Ask any motherfucker in America they'll
[Intro - Ja Rule - talking]
Yeah ... ha, uh huh
You know how we do (we're gonna do how we do)
Uh, uh, yo my nigga Cad what's hangin nigga (gangsta
Yeah, ha, uh huh
You know how we do (we're gonna do how we do)
Uh, uh, yo my nigga Cad what's hangin' nigga (gangsta shit)
Nigga Terry what's
[Yo Gotti:]
Hustlas And Gangstas Dont You Pout Block Burna's Keep
The Work In The Drought Keep You A Big Gun To Hold
You Down And Deal With A Nigga
on the streets til I'm 60 years old
Why oh why, why oh why, why oh why
It's only for the money
Do we live in dangerous lives?
It's only for the money
It's
Its hard for me to drink Alize (no doubt) I take a sip
Got into convo, how you been over the years?
Neglected, stressed out, and living in fear
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