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Utwór: Money, cash, flows

  • wykonawca: Cappadonna
  • wyświetleń: 927


     [Intro: Lounge Mode]
  Walk with us... Code:Red, speak up
  
  [Lounge Mode]
  I'mma set it from the front of the door and let it be known
  That I'm, settin' it straight and I'm comin' back home
  Cuz I told ya'll, the tank top hustle a lot
  But I'm a little dude and I still muscle the block
  
  [Crunch Lo]
  Aiyo, we comin' for the blocks, the aves and the streets
  The team stay on the grind cuz the fam gotta eat
  Dimes get bagged and sealed like it was work
  And ain't nothin' safe get ya teflon shirt
  
  [Remedy]
  Street life, drugs shit, money comes in bundles
  Thug shit, and terratorial rumbles
  Guns and in vintage, Don sweaters
  We love phat whips, exotic bitches, new Code:Red leathers
  
  [Cappadonna]
  Aiyo, my hood hate theyself
  The bitches love Don', cuz they mate theyself
  And niggaz can't snake me, so they snake theyself
  And they just pussy to me, they rape theyself and they take theyself
  
  [Chorus 4X: all w/ variouos ad-libs]
  Money, cash, flows and bitches!
  
  [Crunch Lo]
  Aiyo, it's busy on the strip and they ain't too much rule
  So how many M.C.'s must I consume?
  Open up a nigga like a pussy womb
  So nigga, call ya orangutang Goons and baboons
  
  [Remedy]
  Who the fuck are you? That'll crew with me and two
  Maybe more, can't come, fuck, kick down your door, son
  You can have beef and not know it
  Some gas in a bottle with a rag, then light it and throw it
  
  [Cappadonna]
  We love, grindin' the honies and makin' the moneys
  Toss it up, lovely, breakin' the twenties
  And broke crews for a rap song, bakin' the sunnies
  Lay back lovely, shakin' the bunnies
  
  [Lounge Mode]
  It's the reason why they put me here, to blast off
  Cuz the rap game suck and I'm ready to crash course
  With an O-1 'Rari, smoked and tinted
  Who you know that shoot best when he's smoked and bented?
  
  [Chorus 4X]
  
  [Remedy]
  Yo, I'll jump in my whip, yo and run you over
  Pass the weed and the Dutch to the ciga-r roller
  From the Stat', with the shoulder strap holder
  Fuck Beans, fuck Free, fuck The Roc and Hova
  
  [Lounge Mode]
  Fuck the cops and The Roc, I'mma do whatever
  I come through rock a little wear, shoot who ever
  It's a Struggle, that's why I told ya'll I bubble
  Buck a thing, bust a thing, if you see I'm in trouble
  
  [Crunch Lo]
  Aiyo, I spit like a baby, a dog with the rabbies
  Bowlin' hot gravy, get spilled we too ill
  With the pill, emphatic slam
  Crunch to the Lo, to the rap, from the Stat's who I am
  
  [Cappadonna]
  Code:Red Entertainment
  I'm not just a client, I'm also acquinted
  Real respect real and it's all non-tainted
  Handcuffed in the courtroom, bitin' the plaintiff
  Run from the arraignment
  
  [Chorus 4X]
  
  [Outro: Lounge Mode]
  Yeah, man, aiyo Slash
  You tell Jay, right, that we gon' get this joint poppin' right
  Lo gon' come with us in a minute, call Shockey up
  And then we gon' rock it out, knawhatimean?
  So, just in case, you got bucked, you make sure he got that thing
  And we gon' move, let's go baby, right here, move..
  

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