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uncle collie
Use to play wit flat heads nie dey playin wit rockets

Dat ain't enuff go run it up bout dat money do it again
He ain't really like dat wit

Fell in love wit countin money yeah
Fell in love wit countin money yeah
Fell in love wit countin money yeah
Fell in love wit countin money yeah
Fell

Spit Your Game

Bone Thugs-N-Harmony

Allstar Mix, Vol. 9

2006

clip hit the right one, pass that weed I got to light one,
Squeeze your clip hit the right one, pass that weed I got to light one,

Nigga money livin'

Rest in peace to the Cash Money Weezy, gone but not forgotten, no

I never see your crazy face (You don't see me, nigga)
Smiling, laughing, screaming, my

he better than Eminem
Fifty Cent, Lil Wayne, and
Drizzy Ain't this
Nigga a singing Man He, Really Tryna get busy
With the best that
I call, the Worst

Oh you think its funny til you hear that baseline (Ah oh oh)
See a hunnit niggaz runnin' from a clip wit barely nine (Ah oh oh)
I caught a nigga

my flight
I really do this shit for my lil bro in the sky
These other niggas ain’t my brothers
They just bro’s in disguise
Wayne’s world tatted on me

it's on-site, it's on-site
Don't argue wit me, it's on-site, it's on-site, it's on-site, it's on-site, it's on-site
Shoot a nigga, I'd rather shoot

Better have my money. Better have my money. I said, bitch, better have my money. Better have my, better have this
Chilling with my vatos locos wit it

the shit don’t stop
If nigga wanna reach they gon pull the glock
And you know they never missing picking birds out the flock
Now the money don’t make my name

Iced out chain, Call me Lil Wayne
Got a bad bitch, She giving me brain
Suck on my cane, Like cocaine
Got me going insane, Playing Call of Duty
Bitch

ain’t need no help, and no nigga say they carry me
Don’t come around me, you ain’t never round me, and no nigga you ain’t wit me
Beef wit a nigga, now

gon take it off
Life’s a lil better
When you wit a boss
Gold chains wit a cross
These xans had me lost
Lil bitch quit asking if I ever took a loss
Im

I be peeping these fuck niggas energy
I was down they was cool wit my enemies
Now I’m up they be wanting to get wit me
Fuck them niggas ain’t none

the world will test me
Glidin' like jet ski
Black Wayne gretsky
Ice don't impress be
Fame will dissect me
Money will arrest me
These are my thoughts and I

Lil mama
Ya cannot dance wit me
I'm Moving like Obama
Discrete mysterious Osama
Surrounded by niggas
Apart of my family tree
I'm honoured
We never

buy if your money in discretion
We'll beat you and car jacks and leave you wit a concussion
We the gang, we mash and blast and maintain
Still the same,

fell in love wit it
Brody toutin a tooly you know wassup wit it
Catch an opp by the deli and then we uppin it
If we talkin bout money then bitch I'm all

Got a lil bit of bread just save it
Look at all of the time you wasting like
Get out of my face and make some money you niggas is crummy
I don't mean

Gomez I love all yall niggas and them niggas I be fucking wit at school too grah TNB For Life)
And I'm always proving niggas wrong
When I was younger they

ya portait
Stain a nigga like his name is carpet
Gorgeous face wit a frame like barbie
Heart shape when she lay and arch it
Fucc her hard I'ma play in

you got yours
Abandoned by the ones I love, like Wayne left by the Hot Boyz
Hope you ain't get tired of seein' these cars, I'm buyin' a lot more
Hope

these niggas
I talk to the money, I'm seeing the signs
Bitch I'm top tier
You is not here
Only do sport, hit the top gear
I'm the big dawg
We got that

What's up Wit' That

Rah Digga

Dirty Harriet

1999

while they out percolatin'
Spot datin', block money I could take in
Drops on the box like I was ovulatin'

Now, for all the cats wildin', what's up wit