Money Talk

We gone pull up with them
Mopsticks
(Ay thats that bitch shit nigga)
Yea whatcha on nigga its
Youngboy

Pussy ass nigga say they
Want murder

Lets go cant stop me nigga cant
Knock me nigga
(uh uh uh)
(Bitch you know we be on that let
Me free all my niggas out that cell)
I dont even got act nigga, Yeaaaa

(flexing on them bitch ass
Boys)
Yea bitch ass boy
Nigga go lay in your grave
(bang bang)

Look all I know is straight murder
Nigga NBA know ya heard of nigga
Nigga let me know if you want bang
With me Im about to kill yo ass its
Urgent nigga

Cut throat ima dirty nigga
Do that boy ass dirty nigga
Riding around with this 30
Nigga came thru and I was
Swerving nigga

Play ima knock ya top off
One, ima get ya knocked off
These pussy ass niggas be throwing
Slangs
I shoot you bet not cop out

This draco blow the curb off
This .40 gone blow out the engine
It blow I let the word out
Compliments from the dada nigga

Ima motherfucking murder
Man..an..an
Im the reason that he dead Im the
One who slumpt ya mans
& killed the other from that playing

(Bitch na who want smoke)
Thought it was him it was his bitch
Let me tell you how that go
Im the motherfucking murder
Man..an….an
We knock him off soon as he land
Tell the police kiss my ass

Got my glock toat right down in my
Pants..ant..ants
Nigga you can go to playing put that
.30 on ya ass
Bitch na you want smoke that
Rapper he"ll ask ya whatcha doing

Yea that bitch ass nigga know i run
With all these killas they too
Influenced
Man, snuck who? Yea
Bitch I blow infront the police fuck
The units

When its up lets talk dont do it
Make one move & ima shoot it
Pull on onside me get the .30
Poppin drive fast & cant let em
Stop me

Out the window nigga slinging
That rocket make sure you
Aiming at that nigga noggin
100sum grand in my pocket got
Diamonds on me beating like
They Rocky

Got crip bitches getting out
They body real right real blood
Im riding
I take a 3 and connect it to 4
Slicing the half in the back out
The rolls

From shooting to fighting you
Know that we roll Ima 38 baby
The life that I chose
Got a real bitch I fell back from
Them hoes Hot up in this bitch
But my chain on froze

Northside they was slanging them
Poles
Lastnight ask me how do I know
50 shots jumping out of the glizzy
Ben say the bitch was jumping
Them fences

Spin again fa to see if you get him
Who want go around? if you catch
Him you zip him
Ima made nigga & you see how I'm
Living Respect fa Dej keep her out
Of my business

Ima thug nigga with too many felons
I go lay on side her while im pulling a
Killing
In a drop top candy paint with them
Thangs Like a old head I got daytons
On swangs

With the white walls & the speakers
Bang All them cars behind me that
Be that gang
Get the drop we pull & see In the
Yard even the street

Flame last thing he gone see tell them
Other pussy niggas they cant sneek
Tellem niggas that im still thuggin
One body 2 body 3
On instagram you can talk that shit you
Gone be the 4th nigga watch & see

I aint on all that exposing hoes
Lame shit that aint how it go
You make it hard for her to trust
& the real niggas who gone hold it
Down

But guess what
Im the fucking murder
Man..an..an
Im the reason that he dead im
The one who slumpt ya mans

& killed the other from that
Playing
Bitch na who who want smoke ?
Thouhgt it was him It was bitch
Na let me tell you how that go

Im the motherfucking murder
Man..an..an
We knock him off soon as he land
Tell the police kiss my ass
Got my glock toat right down in
My pants..ants..ants

Nigga you can go to playing
Put that .30 on ya ass
Na you want smoke?
Nigga you want smoke?

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