for clarity in this distorted mind. I'm being swamped with lies about security, how can I stand my ground. This choice was made for me. We're still sitting in this
search for clarity in this distorted mind. I'm being swamped with lies about security, how can I stand my ground. This choice was made for me. We're still sitting in this
' down) This goes out to you playa you know...you know who you are [Chorus: repeat 3X] Gotta be carefull, can't let tha evil of tha money trap
stay strugglin and jugglin with all the might I can muster Since a youngster, been money hungry, moved in One's five's and ten's was funny money So I
me When he drop, take his glock, and I'm Swayze Celebrate my escape, sold the glock, bought some weight Laid back, I got some money to make, motherfucker
ronald reagen babies obsessed with money and sex cars and jewelrey everybodies dying, who's next? it could be you or me heavily sedated, i've never been this
afraid kill 'em to be safe I don't need society down for life foul & trife Ill Bill dirty rotten imbecil down to fight Give me my taxes back money god
a deal Still got my niggas looking trill with the gold grill Dirty Dirty south represent it mothafuckin baby Gangsta Boo da lady represent the hypnotize baby [Chorus] - repeat 2X (Gangsta Boo) Whatchu wanna do with this
web and bitter mesh But each shall have their pound of flesh No sympathy, no charity, no false pleas of humility No money back, no guarantee No great escape
: Yo, yeah bitch Aiyyo, motherfucker Aiyyo, swallow it Aiyyo we dazzle off this bloody version of 'Glaciers' Slang shot threw a gem in his mouth, swallowed
his grind, Young ? youngn on his grind. Some say I'm next to be the greatest, Your jealousy comes with success, you can't escape it. The dirty little
outfit Not by the mafia, this where it get chills Your wife hired some hitman to kill you for your ten million dollar will Money fund drill Booby trapped
Top chrome spin, whirlwinds, microphone's bend Some grown men, moan when they sold they soul to sin Unfolded with thin lies, the aura to make the papermate fry You escaped
I came up on a ?? they must forgot when I rose sellin smoke tryin to make an end we wasn't hangin tight then [Chorus] [DJ U-NEEK] Money bless, but money
okay to check in that Motel 6, $59.95 Not a cent more, for that dirty-ass ho Yeah, stop by that convenience store And pick up them rubbers magnum I hope This
drop a shitload Grip fo's Mushrooms, dick those Deep pistol Whip hoes I bitch O's Money, Roll, I stick a zipcode Tiptoed, before Doc escape row Thirsty
