Yeah uh uh uh uh uh yeahYes! G-you-why and IGotta get a piece of this pieGonna take you on a highDo or dieAre you with it?Cause you can be the one who can get itAnd if I get money we can split itIf I gave you my life would you live itWould you fit it?Now who want to be the freeloaderWho want to be the shareholderWhos gonna be the downloadersWhen I download the shit on the blockAll consumers just be ready to copCause Im ready to drop shit be fifty a popYou better let me know if you want it or notYo its gonna be gone by the end of the dayCause shit from Y2KWere talking bout the bestTake it to the wild wild WestTalking about the dirty southThats what Im all about no doubtTake it to the EastYou gotta go fast in the streetsCause Im living in the belly of the beastIm just trying to live in peace roll outNow were rolling on the South sideWith my true playas this is from the East sideGot my shorties in the backGot my niggaz in the frontAnd my fifteen inch rims on my hoo rideNow who rides rolling through the ATL so dont tripPlus youre about to get yourself in some shitAnd you know we got your backAll the clubs are pack from front to back the girls are phatBooty banging like a Buddha sackAnd when youre living in the ghettoYou gotta know when to let goHow to hold every dice rollOr your platinum from your white goldPlus the price is on your soulAnd everydays in vainShooting youre luck like a monopoly gameAnd everybodys looking for the fortune and fameThats the name of this thangOnly the best like pushing black Bentley coupesYou aint the best so that just cant be youOnly the best like coppin a platinum pieceYou aint the best nigga shit cheapMe toxic I split vintageEverything you talk you know we been didYou kick one rap and you all windedYour career real quick started and endedWe the elite means we the top of the lineMeans we go straight in while you stopping in the lineMeans I dont give a f*ck what you got in your rhymesMeans yall get to going when Im cocking my nineWhen Teddy told me the cost shit hit me hardPay me how many thousands for sixteen bars?You wiling you gon regret that you started this messGot two g but will never be part of the bestJust trying to live in peace yeah yeah

The Ds trying to pin a murder on meIn the precinct they saying I done murdered homieI told my lawyer I aint heard of homieAnd everybody know my niggas murder for meYou see homo on your crib it aint a burglary homeyThey finna to have me stuck in purgatoryIm down to do the sticking when it come to the orgyConventional methods of sex totally bore meWait Im getting sidetracked back to the storyThese cocksucking police got it in for meThey flash their lights they wanna rough me upFrisk me find my burner and cuff me upBut history repeats itself they never learnThe Units the new Bebos who gon be Eddie Byrne?Huh well find out when niggas let off the roundsAnd his partners screaming officer downPolice get in the way Ill murder themIll murder themA nigga already got three strikes Ill murder themI said Ill murder themAny motherfucker touch me Ill murder themIll murder themYou dont believe me wait and see Ill murder themYou see I told you Id murder themThey saying Im an accident waiting to happenI got one in the head Im just waiting to clap itA pimp told me I was made for this mack shitSo just get you a white girl dont f*ck with no black bitchI got two felonies from selling that crack shitAnd the third one came from showing niggas my MAC spitSee Im down for that daytime actionHave niggas crawling under cars when I start to cappinSo they dont know what to say to the captainBut they know if word get back something gon happenIve been shot Ive been stabbed but I aint been snitched onWhen you snitching where Im from you gon get your shit blownSouthside I make the best of the worstWe gotta share the same bitch okay I go firstCause your babys momma is my babys mommaI come through to see my little nigga with the llamaPolice get in the way Ill murder themIll murder themA nigga already got three strikes Ill murder themI said Ill murder themAny motherfucker touch me Ill murder themIll murder themYou dont believe me wait and see Ill murder themYou see I told you Id murder them

Yeah! When Im out in N.Y. boy its blunts and philliesWhen Im out in L.A. boy its wraps and swishesNow Blood walk to this now crips walk to thisNow throw it up raise it up for that gangsta shitNow Blood walk to this now crips walk to thisNow throw it up raise it up for that gangsta shitIm in my Lambo maggot my fo fo fagotDoors lift up Im like Go Go GadgetSee the shit I got on homey I hate tooMy Teflon arm brought my government issuesIll hit your vertebrae bullets rip through tissuesYour wife on the futon huggin that shitzoHomey you a bitch you got feminine waysHeard you got four lips and bleed for seven daysI got fo fifths and bananas on the caseAnd got more whips than a runaway slaveMe and Yayo go back like some high top fadesWhen I made fifty mill Em got paidWhen I made sixty mill Dre got paidWhen I made eighty mill Jimmy got paidI aint even gotta rap now life is madeSaid I aint even gotta rap Im filthy man[Chorus]Im laughin straight to the bank with this (Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha)Im laughin straight to the bank with this (Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha)Im laughin straight to the bank with this (Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha)Im laughin straight to the bank with this (Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha)Im laughinI see nothin but hundred dollar bills in the bank rollI got the kind of money that the bank cant holdGot it off the street movin bundles and loadsSeventy Three Caprice old school when I rollBreeze pass with the EZ Pass f*ck the tollNo more platinum Im wearin goldIm internationally known as the kid with the flowThat brings enough dough its never enough doughShit I need mo I need shit out the stoBaby ble was cold fresh out the floStash box by the dash box encase they want warMake the purple bring the green in f*ck the lawIm oh so raw Im hot Im sureIm like the coolest motherfucker around the globe boyI set the club on fire I told yaIm the general salute me soldier[Chorus]Now work it out now shorty work it out work it outI wanna see you break it downNow back it up now you know what Im aboutIts like a bank job Im rentin them outNow work it out now work it out work it outNow work it out now work it out work it out

Nigga my gun go off - you see the barrel turningYou feel the hollows burning nigga now youre learningNigga my gun go off - call it attempted murderNigga Im trying to murk you when I come back bustingNigga my gun go off - dont try to say Im trippingWhen I get to flipping and I smack the clip inNigga my gun go off - we call it putting work inLeaving niggas hurting homicides lurkingNigga my gun go offFuckboy you can see it to believe itTry to dodge and weave it end up a paraplegicBelieve me its easy Ill hurt you Ill murk youIll pop something drop something I aint going to stop huntingRun run til youre spun one shot one gunOne 911 emergency its murder BIts excellent execution when Im pulling the triggerNo mistake for that cake Im hitting you and your niggasFeel the flame when I aim for the top of your brainSee the spark and the bang nigga shit aint a gameDo the math or get blast bullets go through the glassGoes through your ass fast and the leather seat in your NavNigga its not a war when theres casualties on one side I rideTurn it up on you nigga after Jake ride byI click-clack thats that I dont flash I mashI wave the Uzi at them I make a movie out themNigga my gun go off - you see the barrel turningYou feel the hollows burning nigga now youre learningNigga my gun go off - call it attempted murderNigga Im trying to murk you when I come back bustingNigga my gun go off - dont try to say Im trippingWhen I get to flipping and I smack the clip inNigga my gun go off - we call it putting work inLeaving niggas hurting homicides lurkingNigga my gun go offYou better lose yourself in the momentUse it f*ck the music Imma let it goYou only get one shot before I back out and fire backAt your hat your back your ass crack your nutsackYour Cadillac if you make it to that Im hitting thatThe 70s was smack the 80s crackThe 90s was grimy millennium MACs manClips on the whips I ride in them bad bitches I ride in themDont worry Ill get them gats jammed or unjammedGod damn safest the safety dont work squeeze the eagle it chirpsEnd up faced down in the dirt more than hurtBring the beef where you hang out bang out shots ring outHit your shoulders trying to blow your brains outHit your homies in their legs bet they have their canes out tomorrowYou know tomorrows just a day awayIf you can keep your heart beating then your ass awakeNigga my gun go off - you see the barrel turningYou feel the hollows burning nigga now youre learningNigga my gun go off - call it attempted murderNigga Im trying to murk you when I come back bustingNigga my gun go off - dont try to say Im trippingWhen I get to flipping and I smack the clip inNigga my gun go off - we call it putting work inLeaving niggas hurting homicides lurkingNigga my gun go off

Here ya go manJesus Christ man youre going to warWhat I say? Didn’t I say come to me? Do I ever disappoint? Fucking noWhy? I deliverWhy? I’m your man. How do I know? How? Know? *No* Know howI got 100 things to do this morning and you’re first in line so could we move it along please?Okay. Fine. Right. I’m just looking for something small light cheap 38032. Something like thatNo no no. You want to be packing like a man Eddie you’re a man manHow ‘bout this 6-inch 3-5-7 magnum?YeahAutomatics. Browning 9-millNow I know what you’re thinking that’s got no stopping power but that’s got 13 shots in the clip manThat won’t just kill a manThat’ll turn him inside out pull him upside down piss on him read him his last rightsAlright fine. Yeah I get the message I’m justIm just a bit fucking lost thereAnd these are totally untraceable?They don’t existWhat about guarantees?What do you think this is? Guns-Are-Us?

I I get money money I got (I I get it)I I get money money I got (I I get it)I I get money money I got (Yeah)Money money I got money money I got (I run New York!)I I get money money I got (I I get it)I I get money money I got (I I get it)I I get money money I got (Yeah yeah)Money money I got money money I got (I run New York!)I took quarter water sold it in bottles for 2 bucksCoca-Cola came and bought it for billions what the f*ck?Have a baby by me baby be a millionaireI write the check before the baby comes who the f*ck cares?Im stanky rich Imma die trying to spend this shitSouthsides up in in this bitchYeah I smell like the vault I used to sell dopeI did play the block now I play on boatsIn the south of France baby Saint-TropezGet a tan Im already black rich Im already thatGangsta get a gat hit a head in a hatCall that a river rat shit f*ck the chitter chatThe baker I bake the bread; the barber I cut your headThe marksman I spray the lead blood clot chop your legDo not f*ck with the kid I get busy with the SigI come where you live ya dig?I I get money money I got (I I get it)I I get money money I got (I I get it)I I get money money I got (Yeah)Money money I got money money I got (I run New York!)I I get money money I got (I I get it)I I get money money I got (I I get it)I I get money money I got (Yeah yeah)Money money I got money money I got (I run New York!)You can call this my new shit but it aint new thoughI got rid of my old bitch now I got new hoesFirst it was the Benzo now Im in the EnzoFerrari Im sorry I keep blowing upThey call me the cake man the strawberry shake manI spray the AR make your whole clique break danceBackspin head spin flatline youre dead then9 shells MAC-10 who wanna get it cracking?I was young I couldnt do good now I cant do badI ride wreck the new Jag I just bought a new JagNow nigga why you mad? Oh you cant do that?Im so forgetful they calling me cockyI come up out the jeweler they calling me RockyIts the ice on my neck man the wrist and my left handBling like bloaw you like my styleHa ha Im heading to the bank right nowI I get money money I got (I I get it)I I get money money I got (I I get it)I I get money money I got (Yeah)Money money I got money money I got (I run New York!)I I get money money I got (I I get it)I I get money money I got (I I get it)I I get money money I got (Yeah yeah)Money money I got money money I got (I run New York!)Yeah I talk the talk and I walk the walkLike a Teflon Don boy I run New YorkWhen I come outta court yeah I pop the corkI keep it gangsta I have ya outlined in chalkIn the hood if ya ask about meTheyll tell ya Im bout my breadRound the world if ya ask about meTheyll tell ya they love the kidWhoa hey (I-I get it)Whoa hey (I-I get it)Whoa hey (Yeah)Whoa hey (I run New York)Whoa hey (I-I get it)Whoa hey (I-I get it)Whoa hey (Yeah yeah)Whoa hey (I run New York) whoaI get money money I got (Im back on the streets man)I get money money I got (Im bringing the heat man)I get money money I got (Im on my grind)Money I got money I got (Like all the time)I get money money I got (Trying to stop my shine)I get money money I got (Ill cock my 9 dont get outta line)I get money money I got (Dont get outta line)Money I got money I got (I said dont get outta line)I-I get it I-I get it

High-speed Ferrari movement3rd lane switching lanes whuddup?Brooklyn whuddup?Farock whuddup?While Jay and Beyonce was (Mm mm) kissinI was cookin one-thousand grams in my kitchenWhile Nas was tellin Kelis I love you booI was shinin my nine ya know how I doI got a fully loaded clip I be on dat shitI got-I got a fully loaded clipI got a fully loaded clip I be on dat shit (Yeah)I got-I got a fully loaded clipYou wann problem wit me? No problem its all goodI aint fresh out the hood Im still in the hoodBlack rims black henny nigga see me when ya see meI appear and disappear wit the heata like HoudiniThey parry wit bullshit gitcha azz poppedDont believe me ask Fab they got his head shotIm in the cut like germs I do durrt like wormsSmoke weed now Im sure nigga its my turnI fire on ya ass dem hollow-tips burn baby burnIm screamin F*ck the cops! fore I round my glockTest my pistol on my bitch nigga f*ck dat box!Dats how P. got knocked dats how jewl got dropBut Dre beat dat nigga go head repeat dat niggaYou might learn a lil summin if you learn to stop frontinMy nigga look easy on three ps b-ps rollin locc-inIm runnin wit the Dope-manWhen Jenny and Jumaine was (Mm mm) kissinI was baggin one-thousand grams in my kitchenWhen Puffy just tellin Kim I love you booI was shinin my nine ya know how I doI got a fully loaded clip I be on dat shitI got-I got a fully loaded clipI got a fully loaded clip I be on dat shitI got-I got a fully loaded clipHave the dice game Im bet it all you hear what Im sayin?Take grand and I fall betta nigga I aint playinI trynna git it holla at me if ya wit itAnd lace up the chuckas wit can ? mothafuckasMy stomach is growlin they say dat Im wildinIm doin my numbas Im gittin violentThey hearin me rap and they think dat Im playinTill they see the barrel and they see the flameI need full co-operation man give us the chainThe watch the ring and the grill we aint playinI fire dat thang it sound insaneHolla I got dat nose candi mayneWhen Jeezy and Keysha was (Mm mm) kissinI was baggin one-thousand grams in my kitchenWhen Trina was tellin Wayne I love you booshe was just runnin games she told Buck dat tooI got a fully loaded clip I be on dat shitI got-I got a fully loaded clipI got a fully loaded clip I be on dat shitI got-I got a fully loaded clipNow nigga lemme show ya wud I do this right here!Now the rugger hold 16!I put 16 in the clip I put it in I got dat!One in the head till it fell!I put anutha one in it the clip I put it back!Let the bullets burn!

(When ya breakin it down keep breakin it down)This is what it sounds like when Im breakin it down(Yeah Im breakin it down)Man this is what it feels like when Im breakin it down(When ya breakin it down keep breakin it down)Its not my faultIts not fault (Im hot man!)Its not my faultIts not my faultTill the sun comes up every nightWe party and we party til daylightWe be gettin it in come on we gettin it inA lil Hennessey a lil juice and ginIts not a fantasy its not pretendWe gon do it we gon do it we gon do it againTill the sun comes up every nightWe party and we party til daylightI shouldnt have to tell you shorty you should knowIm really been lookin into yo freak showYou gimme a little baby and Ima want moO.D.B. said that I like it raaaw!Exotic her body been movin on the floEnough to make a nigga lose controlIm down to go wherever you wan goYa got a man now keep it on the lowI do my thing you know I gets my doughI got a few stacks me and you can blowWe get into the hotel after the showI know how to romance ya be my private dancer yeahOn ya mark get set girl now here we goRacin off to see yo peep showIt turn me on to see you on the floWhen ya breakin it down keep breakin it downReady or not shorty now here I comeShake that thing girl now back it upWork it work it girl you turn me onWhen ya breakin it down keep breakin it downThey say Im not the same its cause Im filthy mayneIm off the chain I dont play no gamesIm hustlin hard homie I do my thangYou f*ck wit the paper then watch the hammer go bangNow shorty I like the way she move them hipsIm tryna get her in my bedroom and shitWe can take a long time or get it done quickWe can camcord the shit make a boom-boom flickIts oh so many places that we can goI really want you shorty shorty now you should knowGirl ya bodys callin me hear you loud and clearWe aint got to leave now we can do it right hereOn ya mark get set girl now here we goRacin off to see yo peep showIt turn me on to see you on the floWhen ya breakin it down keep breakin it downReady or not shorty now here I comeShake that thing girl now back it upWork it work it girl you turn me onWhen ya breakin it down keep breakin it downThe way you move (the way you move)You make me lose (you make me lose)All control (all control)I know you know (I know you know)Youre so seductive you make me wanna touch itI aint got to tell ya you know I wanna f*ck yaIm feelin your ya better watch me nowMy tonguell be in ya mouth my handsll be in ya blouseWhen you get me aroused you put a spell on meMan if I cant have ya Im a go crazyI want you bad now and if you want meGirl come to me now I said come to me nowCome to me now? You gon come to me now?Apple in ya mouth tackled on the couchShackled in the house Ill be back in aboutTwenty minutes or less wit my Hannibal maskAnd when you wiggle around and giggle in that cageI know I couldnt wait to get you off that stageFrom the moment I met you had to let you knowI just wanted to get you through my bedroom doYou makin me feel like Im in middle school stillYou squeal like a little girl you pitiful chillWe gon f*ck I just popped this little blue pillYou can leave but wait I gotta shit on you stillI shouldnt have to tell you shorty you should knowI hope you really gettin in to my creep showAnd let me shit on ya chest and if some pee comes outJust guzzle it down just guzzle it downOn ya mark get set girl now here we goRacin off to see yo peep showIt turn me on to see you on the floWhen ya breakin it down keep breakin it downReady or not shorty now here I comeShake that thing girl now back it upWork it work it girl you turn me onWhen ya breakin it down keep breakin it downIts not my faultIts not my fault I can break it downIts not my faultIts not my fault can ya break it down?Its not my faultIts not my fault I can break it downIts not my faultIts not my fault can ya break it down?

The Ds trying to pin a murder on meIn the precinct they saying I done murdered homieI told my lawyer I aint heard of homieAnd everybody know my niggas murder for meYou see homo on your crib it aint a burglary homeyThey finna to have me stuck in purgatoryIm down to do the sticking when it come to the orgyConventional methods of sex totally bore meWait Im getting sidetracked back to the storyThese cocksucking police got it in for meThey flash their lights they wanna rough me upFrisk me find my burner and cuff me upBut history repeats itself they never learnThe Units the new Bebos who gon be Eddie Byrne?Huh well find out when niggas let off the roundsAnd his partners screaming officer downPolice get in the way Ill murder themIll murder themA nigga already got three strikes Ill murder themI said Ill murder themAny motherfucker touch me Ill murder themIll murder themYou dont believe me wait and see Ill murder themYou see I told you Id murder themThey saying Im an accident waiting to happenI got one in the head Im just waiting to clap itA pimp told me I was made for this mack shitSo just get you a white girl dont f*ck with no black bitchI got two felonies from selling that crack shitAnd the third one came from showing niggas my MAC spitSee Im down for that daytime actionHave niggas crawling under cars when I start to cappinSo they dont know what to say to the captainBut they know if word get back something gon happenIve been shot Ive been stabbed but I aint been snitched onWhen you snitching where Im from you gon get your shit blownSouthside I make the best of the worstWe gotta share the same bitch okay I go firstCause your babys momma is my babys mommaI come through to see my little nigga with the llamaPolice get in the way Ill murder themIll murder themA nigga already got three strikes Ill murder themI said Ill murder themAny motherfucker touch me Ill murder themIll murder themYou dont believe me wait and see Ill murder themYou see I told you Id murder them

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