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

[N.A.R.D]
Welcome to the city of big ballers and and hustlers
players be gettin paper from all these customers
even from touchin y'all still aint touchin us
we be the low key playaz in the back all that dust
see I keep my up while y'all gettin viced up
niggaz buyin nice trucks still get set up
wrong move, cus see we check hoes with spoons
It's a must we gotta 'em before they leave the room
I'm all my money deniero fetti and cheeseay
don't nothing please me unless my pockets griezed playa

Don't my M O N E
why all you at me
tryin to for the dough on the low key
but when it come to the you provoke me
got silly hands out for a
but runnin off at the get your jaw stuck
who that young boy got out
little poopy lil with the big mouth
see a make move 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 hustle he'd be paid
cop land take flight in the light
and a run up then he get sprayed
otherwise at the mall get laid
B E L O be paid
B E L O gone be
BE LO ZE RO don't

4X]

see hollar at my muhfucka
I don't fuck wit the
smoke a dub of love wit the city gettin gritty for fitty bitty
it down like P. Diddy
do or die just be rollin up P's
outta the car and lil J runnin 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 wanna fade it it
had to get crossed tossed or in the cement
2 double 0 1 Escalade and I ride a veteran
had it been you on the paper
get you left in a dumpster what you get for playin punkster
when we come to ya

[N.A.
want me to tell you bout ice you can that
wanna reach I'ma you where the heat at
on the side of the seat did you that
6 left in the clip here keep
don't owe me show me dust
boys on the block is dangerous
everywhere we go we got them with us
we some big cats they don't bang with us, (uh uh)
thats right, let them tell you Na Sean aint tight
I be on the paperchase day and
I been tryin to make a million all my
ready to with do or die its no lie
we be tippin hard on the westside
and yea its kinda windy in the city Chi
but we hesitate to let the bullets fly
him in the eye it's you and I