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Hood

Pimp C

Kinfolk

2006

of money, I'm fresh up off the block

So many brand-new niggas, we don't know who to trust
A bunch of pussy-ass rappers tryin' to sound like us
Sweet

Yeah
Yeah
I'm back on my old shit fukk what you say how stack up that money bitch
That's my lil safe code I plead the fifth your honor the case close

(man)
You know that nigga Tee? (Yeah)
That was my nigga
Brodie know I'm loyal and I'm a real killer (for real?)
He start beefin' wit' niggas that

like Turk, BG, Juve and Lil Wayne
I’m gon’ go get to this chicken, we are not the same
Point me to the money, that is where I wanna be
Wanna shower in

shinin down
Know my brudda he flying around
If you hating we don't want you kind around
Money talking my kinda sound
And shout out my Brodie he wit it

cus savy get mad high and I'm wit a thick bitch and her pussy baptize and yungsavy hit it Yeah hit from her backside got shooters on stand by, uh go

front
Come shop wit a nigga, I got what you want
Bitch all up on my dick because I'm one of one

I only came to get these drugs off
Stupid lil nigga, what

a rental car
Unto To a 100 bands
Lil nigga came up from the mud
I was kicking cans
I hit a lick and caught buz
This shit up in my veins
And ever since I hit

see them in the grave
Ain't got time to chill wit my friends I wanna be alone by myself

Wit no one see my city, bashin me
See my niggas covering me

be saying that we friends but we ain't fucking friends
I still be posted at the block wit bout 40 grams
I'm just a young wild nigga, worry bout my M's

that's why I feel Pac
How we let 'em kill Nipsey, though? I'm still shocked
That nigga showed me so much love I couldn't hold the tears
Inspired by

watch lit
Said it’s time to get it listen I already got this
Yeen seen shit lil nigga just watch this
On my thug life Makaveli Tupac shit
Young drop top

Tyler Texas to the whole state
Take the world stage
Thought I told these niggas we gone get this money anyway
That’s my bae my lil headache
Walk around

yeah incognito
Most of y'all niggas be flaujin'
Talkin bout takin shit who you be robbin
Fake love Bigg chief be dodging 
Lil Wayne be wit my goons

talking get put in your place
My nigga we stacking up money We touching that bag the money you chase you niggas can’t laugh at me now
Hol up
I told you we

by day, live it up day by day
She was just saying that nigga he really ain shit huh
It's really bout that time I start poppin my shit huh
Yea, I'm

you ain't talking money I'm clueless
Been loving the money fucked off wit a blue strip
Bought me a rifle wit length like a pool stick
Money won't leave

earn sum'n
I got mo'
Mama come around me, when she turned on
I'm a goat
LeBron can fuck around n come and learn sum'n, lil nigga
Drop them panties

you should stop the hating from the bleachers

Im a trap nigga
I'll pull up ill serve ya
Nike air bag
And its filled up wit purple
Run up on me
And i

why you keep trying
Stack my paper in packs like loose leaf
Yea  they mad cuz my money stretch long like luffy

Lil nigga ima boss ima big dog
Play

Back wit no hands, Woah, Woah, I'ma pop out a lamb, I'm taxin

Them like Uncle Sam, These niggas gon' know who I am, Lil' Kax, And she call me her man

Left when I needed that
Help just to make it back pray for em 
(Pray for em)
Left all them niggas back
Blessed em wit little raps
Money train comin

gone
Even though I'm out of here
Nigga gotta keep it real, I'm gone

She fuckin' with me
These niggas ain't fuckin' with me
Got my mind on my money
My

I'm bout to start up a gimmick
Master P bitch I'm bout it bout it
I'm wit the car wit no limit
Sleepin niggas damn dey really doubtin
Drama you saw