[Skinny I broke a down the gutter (?) the dime, quarter, penny, nickel Flipped the 25 to 50 cent, now watch the triple Game simple, ya here today, ya ain't Now who the gon' save it right That gon' change the way you think I took a buck fifty, ballin on a budget, a Dutch Quickly spilled it and I stuffed it with that chunky from Man that blunt did it, sour then McDonald's the world pick (If any nigga got it) Shit Skinny get it (Get it) While it's gettin good and hold it for a Let that shit bubble, weigh it up and chop it it's finished (We gon' drop it it's finished) for some dollars and some pennies a dime relentless, Nappy niggaz all about the Benji's (Benji?) Not the dog naw, talkin bout the dead prez Slaw, with the hog mall, chicken and fed bread Dough like the cash flow, finna keep my like a twenty picture Skinny in a cold pit (Spinnin like a twenty picture in a cold pit?) Boy yeain't know that money the world go Hustlin for pennies, nine-four for it real
[Stille] Dime, quarter, nickel, Damn, ain't it funny how we all about the Benji's? [Stille] Dime, quarter, nickel, [Scales] Won't you give me a dollar since ya got so [Stille] Dime, quarter, nickel, Damn, ain't it funny how we all about the Benji's? [Stille] Dime, quarter, nickel, [Scales] Won't you me a dollar since ya got so many
[B. (Whatchu man?) (?) a hundred for that Super happiness, a blunt and a Who could we like this, I don't need no crack Weed smoke comin out the front of the (chrome) Gun in the lap and a gun in the Come to we was goin that fast I blink my eyes, runnin my tags (get out the car) Next time I travel somewhere I'ma come in a cab
I knock all the rocks you rock How I'ma cop all them ya got? You get on the bop-she-bop Let's it all the way Nappy, when you hot you HOT! Burn up a dime, a nickel at the corner Throw a in the jukebox, damn it's outta order Spinnin air, blowin, silver spoons (Rick Shroeder) The dollar value shorter as you get older Hey come for a minute Don't tell I told you but uh... The value gets shorter as you get older
[R. Aww, y'all boys done up and done it, spun it, it Jump my motorbike doin about a hundred, one gun and I'm fend for they self - they tell me strong-arm while it's ten on the shelf (watch out! watch out!) this, Galloping Ghost flow ferocious Break bones like osteoperosis (ohh!) Prophit's in a coma, back stuffed with Postage to the House, fuck all that bullshit It's kinda funny, everybody love money to Not that, 3% control wealth Need some Look at yourself, sure ya do feel like "fuck the world?" me too (?), get rich being complacent Know ya gotta rebel when ya can't make a like ice cubes for big faces Face it, we're livin racists, outrageous Wild, host-ile, shake up stages, Young baby have patience, what my name is? R. Prophit (yes sir?) sing the
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