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Yo, every body get
Yo, you cant be mad at us man we just doin what we've been (yeah)
Ya know?, us
Niggas wanna hatin and (everybody get down)
Theres a lot of money out here, getcha on it
Uh uh, Most

Yo, I'm that nigga who you be (who)
Not ch'all, record deal, hot cars, fuck pop stars
bitches
Tounge pass the
If I fall for a bitch, let me fall push me
Hatin ass nigga dont hafta slick
'cause outta look at my chain cause he dont ride
Yo aint cool wit Bonic, niggas fear me
And talk to the song so they bitch dont me (whaaaaaaat)
Let me find out niggas
Hot, yo the best us that we can get you jealous
H - O - T - B - O - Y S's
Taught you the shit you so why test us
bother me that shit'a break ya neck
This week alone nigga I already ate ya
Let my book determine if I'm playin in vein
When you niggas Boo cool
Cause your sayin my

Is it the way I live and what I got is what tryin to get
Do I look so good you dont know what to do-ooooo
(money, money, money, money, money)
Is it the way I live and I got is what your tryin to get
Do I look so good you dont know what to do-ooooo
(money, money, money, money, money)

[Mr.]
The cops don't see my C-L 6,
They wanna me
And young with this I get they wanna twist me
You Mr., hi oh now you wanna kiss me
But dead or me doin a bid you miss me
This hate, its too much love cause I'm richer
When I used to push them things, I quicker,
Niggas twist cause Boobonic and Mr
are cuttin big brothers and they little sisters
I hear Wanted this (and)
Most Wanted (uh huh)
Mr. dead broke (what else)
Mr. rap
Follow Mr. home with gun on my lap
And all that frontin for ya will get ya one in ya back
Aint my fault my dough come fast and slower
You ass out like winnin a used to go
And I'm to the boat and the cocaine grower
See red when I split ya head like nigga

(Chorus)

Mr.!?
A nigga hand me a price
I a bullet for em like my chain at the rice
Spit last round at a gunfall
A kill you the if you come for em
Die for the thats my dog forever
Hoes be damn why y'all always together
Two things never be have is rich and thats you and another ass bitch

[Mr.]
Boobonic feed man I'll talk shit for you
Tell you to take cover I'll and hit for you
Get up, come back and spit for you
hot heads that make the shit for you
Ride for you homie our bodies hit the soil
Won't die for you? got it fucked up
Like chicks that a perm they click and touched up
Peel off on the bike and pop the clutch up

Hateeeeeers, hate oooooooon, some doooooo, what the is thaaaat
(everybody get down)
Hateeeeeers, hate oooooooon, some doooooo, what the is thaaaat
(everybody get down)
Hateeeeeers, hate oooooooon, some doooooo, what the is thaaaat
You know.. niggas dont want it man anybody move
I'm tellin you one thing I'm ghetto. .no
Hateeeeeers, hate oooooooon, some doooooo, what the fuck is
You niggas dont no beef man
I'm routing for that for real
Fuck you niggas man.. I love bitchs, money, and
And you niggas didnt that.. you know
you niggas experience that man
Y'all dont what money is man
money is when your bank account is the banks amount
You niggas have stash's.. I stash money.. nigga
You dont want none I'm a
Man I'll take over corners dressed up in a suit
And niggas wanna reach I lean and sharp