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Bm
Money, hoes, and clothes
Blood, smoke comin' out the nose
Is all a n***a knows
Flippin' on phones,
Em
puttin' tags on doors
Bm
Watchin' the stash grow
Clockin' the cash flow
Money, hoes, and clothes
Blood, smoke comin' out the nose
Is all a n***a knows
Flippin' on phones,
Em
puttin' tags on doors
Bm
Watchin' the stash grow
Clockin' the cash flow
Yeah, the door's open
Now let the crip move
I got the game, the chef dog,
the cook food
Now eat bitches and niggas while I jook
I'm a street nigga with
D
Bm
dope that can hook
I've been trilled like U .G. Case's
pocket full of stones
Now it's twenty grand
in the other pockets for the chrome
My niggas know it's on
and I ain't bout to play with em
And if the semi's in the car,
I'm bout to spray with em
I'm front gangsta,
Em
Bm
see they know I'm the truth
If it's a real gangsta left,
they know I'm the move
I give back to the kids
so you can say I'm
Say I'm plug the holes in the ghetto,
you can say I'm the tool
See the K or the ooze,
A
only spray to improve
Bm
Bitch niggas get clips
in they face for them bricks
I'm a south side rider, that niggas respect
C
Bm
Cause out on broad day lit,
they hands in front of they set
Money, hoes, and clothes,
buck smoke comin' out the nose
As all a nigga knows,
flippin' on phones,
puttin' tags on doors
Watchin' the stash grow,
A
clockin' the cash flow
Bm
Money holds the clothes,
G
Bm
but smoke comin' out the nose
It's all a nigga knows,
flippin' on phones,
puttin' tags on doors
Watchin' the stash grow,
clockin' the cash flow
All these bricks in the whip
with two chicks
Just let em get em to the city, ya boys rich
How much those sprees on that Cadillac?
Born, done, numbers, three pieces
Sittin' high,
you woulda swore I'd done numbers
And it's heated in these streets
I ain't talkin' bout summertime
But it's money to get
And I ain't talkin' bout none of mine
Catch you on my block,
I'ma squeeze one time
When you get T,
it's gon' go up a hundred times
I'ma ride a n***a,
open fire, n***a
Before I ride on any n***a, I retire, n***a
I got this game locked down,
can't end, n***a
Tell me nothin', I got money on my mind
My Glock for buckets, tell me somethin'
You ready to ride, think you ready to die
I'll put lead in the sky,
till your head and your eye
Real money'll kill ya,
right when you think it's good
Have a n***a peel ya ass,
right when you think it's good
Money, hoes, and clothes,
butt smoke comin' out the nose
Is all a nigga knows,
flippin' on phones,
puttin' tags on dogs
Watchin' the stash grow,
clockin' the cash flow
Money, hoes, and clothes,
G
Bm
butt smoke comin' out the nose
Is all a nigga knows,
flippin' on phones,
puttin' tags on dogs
Watchin' the stash grow,
clockin' the cash flow
Money, hoes, and clothes,
Em
Bm
butt smoke comin' out the nose
Is all my niggas know
Flippin' on phones,
puttin' tags on dogs
Watchin' the stash grow,
clockin' the cash flow
Money, hoes, and clothes
But smoke comin' out the nose
Is all my niggas know
Flippin' on phones,
puttin' tags on dogs
Watchin' the stash grow, watchin' the
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