[Intro]
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Dre, niggas think we bullshitting
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Yeah, yeah
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[Chorus]
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Nigga, try me, son, he best have the heat on him
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Whip him outta his clothes, get to mopping the street with him
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Boy, Ill put your body in a bag
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Front on me, Im on ya ass
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I bring money to my niggas that bring death to my enemies
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I bring money to my niggas that bring death to my enemies
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[Verse 1]
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Nigga front on me, the goons and goblins come out
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Bushmaster hundred shot, drumsll run out
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They dumb out, you heard of me, they call me big homie
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Me, I make the register ring, Im the cash cow
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They make the hammers ring, they on ya ass now
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Hair trigger, stare nigga, yeah, niggasll flip
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Six shot semi assault, let it off at your whip
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Here I is, where the money is, I still get biz
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If Ds know about the beef, you gon still get did
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It be your tombstone and your fucking grave they dig
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Have that ass in the precinct trying to talk to the pigs
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Im like Damien, nigga, when I start getting loose on you
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Closest thing to Lucifer, you think you got a noose on you
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I make it hard to breathe
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I come with your hustle, air it out, make it hard to eat
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Have you lookin both ways like you crossing the street
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[Chorus]
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Nigga, try me, son, he best have the heat on him
~#**************#~
Whip him outta his clothes, get to mopping the street with him
~#**************#~
Boy, Ill put your body in a bag
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Front on me, Im on ya ass
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I bring money to my niggas that bring death to my enemies
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I bring money to my niggas that bring death to my enemies
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[Verse 2]
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Yeah, niggas send me the wrong message, we gon fucking kill the messenger
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Your whole clique, hollow tipsll tear up the best of ya
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This aint the “Carter” nigga, this is Sparta
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Its harder, I die and be a martyr, respect me like your father
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Let off a clip or let a case off
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I have your pussy ass running like a race horse
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Follow orders now, Yay shoot his face off
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You can have one, blast one, its mad fun
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See how when you listen to me all of the cash gone
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I was born with the tech, its a birth defect
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I was conceived in the bins, ended up in a Benz
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This is what happens when have-nots turn into Sasquatch
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Let the gat pop, boogie down on the back blocks
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Its horrific, nah, its terrific
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I got it if you sniff it, go ‘head nigga twist it
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Get lifted, goddamn Im gifted
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[Chorus]
~#**************#~
Nigga, try me, son, he best have the heat on him
~#**************#~
Whip him outta his clothes, get to mopping the street with him
~#**************#~
Boy, Ill put your body in a bag
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Front on me, Im on ya ass
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I bring money to my niggas that bring death to my enemies
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I bring money to my niggas that bring death to my enemies
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[Verse 3]
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Yeah, I tell em ride on em then they ride on em
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Get the line on em and squeeze the .9 on em
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Headshot, .40-Glock blow his mind on him
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Its a hit, not a jux leave the shines on em
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Now you can watch me, nigga, like the police watch me
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I move properly, go ahead catch a shell trying to stop me
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F430 Spider, carbon fiber
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Hit my targets like Al Qaeda, natural fighter
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Rapid fire, youre sweet like apple cider
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The MACll fire, the mask like Michael Myers
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Its awfully quiet when I get on my bullshit
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No smiles, no laughs, you gets no pass
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You can explain to my niggas while they whoop yo ass
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My hands itch when the money comes, its hard to explain it
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Last time I itched like this, a truckload came in
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Get money, get bread, thats what I do kid
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[Chorus]
~#**************#~
Nigga, try me, son, he best have the heat on him
~#**************#~
Whip him outta his clothes, get to mopping the street with him
~#**************#~
Boy, Ill put your body in a bag
~#**************#~
Front on me, Im on ya ass
~#**************#~
I bring money to my niggas that bring death to my enemies
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I bring money to my niggas that bring death to my enemies
