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5150 – steady stayin’ paid lyrics


“feindin’ like a b-tch, to stay in the game
hustlin’ n strain, i was up
but now i’m long came”

i was flippin’, lost my sack
now i’m tryin’ to get back
i can’t resort to the jack
because i’m known for that
but i’m a gangsta
an ace at all tricks of the trades
since i was young
(my occupation was ‘steady stayin’ paid’)

so i …(?)
and come up with a master plan
oh yeah i know i’ll rob the house across my (?)
h-ll m-th-f-ckin’ yeah, that’s a cool come up
there’s h-lla weed and money
plus the people is old as f-ck

i seen that old m-th-f-cka take his -ss to work about 10
that’s when my pimp -ss gangsta plan
had to kick in
so i approach with slow speed and h-lla keyed
(pervin’ off the dank, yeah i’m thinkin’ bout some money)
kicked in the door with no time to be wasted
the first thing i seen was the old b-tch …(?)
put the pistol to her head and she pointed to the next room
opened the door
i seen h-lla money and loot

(where the money at b-tch, don’t make me do a 2-11 and a 187 [bang])

shot the b-tch in the face
then i ran straight to the back
i throw in a fist with the m-th-f-ckin’ money sack
jumped in the lac
put the peddle straight to the floor
two beeps on the h-rn
([beep beep])
now i’m outtie, ho