Fast Money Might be yo last money Quick to blast, for the cash money Squabbin' over past money Lookin' for spots to stash money Fast Money Might be yo last money Everytime I meet a niggarow They ass wanna hit it And you tell them HELL NO! They ass go to talkin' shit I never gave a flyin' fuck about how this niggas feelinJust because I let them eat the pussy they think we did it Slow down honey love I think you better pump yo brakes If you had the feelin' we was makin' love that shit waz fake My pussys tight That's why you niggas want to get up in it Just come talk to me (it cost a fee) nigga won't you spend it Never trust these fools hollarin' they single Bitches don't be stupid They be lieinYou know these niggas mingle Yo bitches got bad fuckin' niggas on the first night Then hollarin' that shit about how a man don't treat them right Bitches be talkin' about fuckin' niggas I'm buckin' niggas To get closer to me is some lucky niggas with (the scrilla) Niggas better break me off a lil somethinPlayas better have they money pumpinBefore we do some grindin' and bumpin I'm hungry for the cabbage The Swabbage Need a bank I done sold everything from weed to crank But now I need to think How many of my niggas got kilt? Blood spilt Done dilt Cap pilt For that bad scrill I'm past will Pin a picture a criminal conduct Cause nigga when I'm stuck My (trigga)comes unstuck I don't give a fuck Life is a hustle If you wanna come up You gotta flex that muscle Niggas with little hearts Get little bread Some niggas is satisfied with puss and a little head It's been said Fuck that bitch get rich We about it Now without it Get yo grits Be cautious Cause it's crosses Get caught up, brought up on charges And some take loses Do you thang Sell dope, hit licks Cause sometimes it's manditory to get those quick grits (Yeah) My nigga Mac Dre sellin' kite to me He was into (Lompoc) I was in (Tehachapi) Don't let it red When we hook up we gonna have a fat sack (Don't sell these raps like crack) Nigga, I make big bread (from the night time 'til the sunny) Real gangters don't (brag) about money Nigga, this game I look up to all day Changin' our name from the mafia to (corporate) (It's like early mornin' in the kitchen, cookin' up dope on the grill) Nigga, I keeps it real Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com