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Makin' Money Smokin' Lyrics - Artist : DJ Drama
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{Makin' money smokin' weed nigga frontin' nigga bleed makin' money fuckin' hoes nigga that's just how it goes} [x2] This ain't rap it's a drive by This shit is real catch yo man slipin walkin outtaa popeyes The bullets fly though your bag fly through your drink The bullets cut a man down blood on your mink There's blood in the street you see the crowd forming You had a show for the the crowd you puttin on performing Take a bow it's kinda hard you on the ground twitching Your brotha hoppin you recover downtown snitching I know who did it the niggas from the other side They recognise my face and know ma brother right Menwile in the hood chevis still rollin'the fiends still smokin' The cops still patrolling sing sing is the shooters the gargoyles How you want it you can get it beefchar boil The mongolian we get them forties in Down south trafficking bring your homie in [Chorus:] {Makin' money smokin' weed nigga frontin' nigga bleed makin' money fuckin' hoes nigga that's just how it goes} [x4] Welcome to the midwest firearm central mad traphouses and dope ain't rentals In the club stunting we sweating mad bitches Airbrushed 2pc backdrop pictures Flick it up homie lift it up homie Hennesy it's a tab pick it up homie U pick it up nigga I ain't payin for shit I'll see you outside I'm spraying ma shit [Chorus:] {Makin' money smokin' weed nigga frontin' nigga bleed makin' money fuckin' hoes nigga that's just how it goes} [x4] It's money weed and crack police cars and guns Leather coats and cardiers air ones Where I'm from it's real for the cromas we kill For a piece of the pie somebody gotta die And not to mention the whole thing A key loyd buck fifty yo face no co creme It's mad obituaries printed out like kincoes We gettin' money gettin' high nigga poppin' click o [Chorus:] {Makin' money smokin' weed nigga frontin' nigga bleed makin' money fuckin' hoes nigga that's just how it goes} [x4] See it used to be money power respect Now it's money power respect and Hip-Hop And it take a naton a millions to hold us back Call me public enemy number 1 Nigga AMG embassy This is how it's done Gangasta Grizillz. Vechinno this ones for you |
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