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4X]
Don't my money man
Don't touch my man
Don't my mothafuckin money man

[N.A.R.D]
Welcome to the city of big ballers and and hustlers
where be gettin paper from all these customers
even from touchin y'all still aint touchin us
we be the low key playaz in the with all that dust
see I keep my up while y'all gettin viced up
niggaz buyin nice still get set right up
wrong move, cus see we check hoes with long
It's a must we gotta check 'em before leave the room
I'm all my money deniero fetti and cheeseay
nothing please me unless my pockets gettin griezed playa

Don't my M O N E
why all you at me
to plot for the dough on the low key
but it come to the dust you provoke me
got silly hands out for a
but off at the mouth get your jaw stuck
who that boy got knocked out
little poopy lil brother with the big
see a pimp make and sessions
and get the money its there no questions
if he then he do it for the lesson
hush when I'm askin a question
cus if he new about he'd be paid
cop land flight in the light shade
and a brother run up then he get
at the mall wanna get laid
B E L O gone be
B E L O gone be
BE LO ZE RO touch

4X]

see hollar at my muhfucka
I fuck wit the bloodsucker
smoke a dub of love wit the city gritty for fitty itty bitty
puttin it like P. Diddy
do or die just be rollin up P's
steppin outta the car and lil J and slippin like Clyde Davis
get it like I it, spit it like I get it for cheesey
better yet if its now get the paper-paper
see they really fade it fade it
had to get crossed tossed or in the cement
2 double 0 1 Escalade and I like a veteran
had it been you on the paper
get you left in a dumpster thats what you get for punkster
we come to pump ya

[N.A.
me to tell you bout ice you can keep that
wanna reach I'ma show you the heat at
on the side of the seat did you peep
6 left in the clip keep that
don't owe me show me that
boys on the block is dangerous
everywhere we go we got them thangs us
we some big cats they don't wanna with us, (uh uh)
right, never let them tell you Na Sean aint tight
I be on the paperchase day and
I been tryin to a million all my life
to ride with do or die its no lie
we be hard on the city's westside
and yea its kinda windy in the called Chi
but we don't to let the bullets fly
him in the eye it's you and I