Tonart: A minor
Verse 1
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Uh,
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Vrooga,
Uh,
Vrooga,
Uh,
Vrooga,
Vroo, yeah
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Money, money, money,
money, huh?
That's the topic, right?
That's what we talking about?
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Niggas is fighting over this shit?
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What?
Nigga, we was born in money, haha
My birth certificate is
a hundred dollar bill
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Nigga, look, nigga
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My social security card is an
ATM card
Yeah, yeah, let's get money
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Let's get rich, let's go, let's take a oath
I promise to love each other whether
rich or whether broke
That's right, if I got it, then uh, you got it
If you need it, you can have it,
we stack this in my pocket
For all the real niggas,
I would love to thank you
For not snitchin' nobody,
got your name on paper
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You smoke good, you eat good,
and fuck all the haters
And you did for your nigga if
he ever needed favor
You got money, you got dough,
but you don't stunt
Cause you know that feelin'
of bein' broke
I'm the reason you can sell
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on the block
These niggas wanna be
Frank
Lucas
But
Frank ain't just tellin' them cops,
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he gave a made man too
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You do the crime, you do the time, motherfucker,
that's just what made men do
And your boss, we gon' blaze him too
Your right -hand man was down with his shit,
we paid him too
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Bitch, I'm cut from a different cloth
We both suit,
but I was cooked in a different bra
You don't know me, nigga,
threw my phone away, I got a new cell
Nigga, this the new real,
bitches lookin' for me like a shoe cell
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Let's get rich, let's go, let's take a oath
I promise to love each other whether
rich or whether broke
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That's right, if I got it,
then uh, you got it
If you need it, you can have every
stack that's in my pocket, nigga
I'd kill a nigga mother if
he look at you wrong
You'll do the same for me,
that's the shit that we on
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Yeah, and all these pussies talkin'
shit gon' be dead soon
Got the porch smellin' like
Bob
Marley's bedroom
Sittin' on them birds for two weeks,
had my bread soon
Talkin' reckless on your phone,
you gon' be in the
Fed soon
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Yeah, yeah, what's up, nigga?
Go and try your luck, nigga
Never been no bitch, nigga,
lame, nigga, fuck, nigga
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Robbed niggas, stuck niggas,
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got shot, done shot niggas
Makin' dope sales, front of the school,
man, you hot, nigga
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Look me in my eyes and then
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tell me what you see
Put ten bullets in my head,
you see anything less than a
G?
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Man, these dumbass niggas
don't know a thing
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Flash the watch, show the ring,
stones clear
Diamonds lookin' like some frozen
Poland spring
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These niggas got me fucked up,
I'm not a rabbi
Just do it cause it look good,
do it cause it look good
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Let's get rich, let's go, let's take a oath I promise to
love each other whether rich or whether broke
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That's right, if I got it then uh, you got it
If you need it you can have it,
every stack is in my pocket
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Nigga
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Outro 1
You
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