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b.g. knocc out – we up lyrics

money make the world go round
n-gg-s make moves for the money
but money make the world go round
n-gg-s make moves

i’m in a clean ride
same color sugar cookie
i’m sitting high boy
like giraffe p-ssy
i’m living on the edge
and you better not never push me
i wouldn’t have been here
but they overlooked me
make money make moves
make that sh-t make sense
you can spend yours
i’m gonna save mine
cause i need mine
to pay some rent

can’t get high
can’t get bent
can’t spend mine
on chicken head b-tch
i get mine on how i spit
how you get yours
it on’t make sense
i got ‘em
i can make mine do a lot
when i cook that pot
till it’s boiling hot
and i hit that block
and get that glock
you know what i’m after
you n-gg-s don’t sing like me
you n-gg-s don’t move like me
i’m on my way right now
n-gg- to count 100 g’s

yeah

we up
we up
doing the papers
we tell it we find you
whenever you want it
cause i’m going to find you
you gotta be rumor
you gotta be daddy
you gonna see me
cause i ain’t your daddy
we up
we up

i done caged n-gg-s cares
when n-gg-s had no dough
gave n-gg-s work when n-gg-s had no hope
looked up up on my n-gg-s when they mama said no
mama thought she had a son
mama had a hoe
smashed my money and slammed the yukon dough
i’m outta here n-gg- i’ll see you later, adios
you thought i was playing
till i done comeback though
365 i”m finna come back though
but not off this rapping off this hustle and flow
how could a young n-gg- ask for more?
in the inner city are the gangstas
where n-gg-s act like hoes
and expect these n-gg-s to
act like those
how could i? why should i?
i’m gonna be a real motherf-cker cuz till i die
locing up let’s get this paper cuz and ride
if they play with this n-gg- then them bustas die
motherf-ckers

we up
we up
doing the papers
we tell it we find you
whenever you want it
cause i’m going to find you
you gotta be rumor
you gotta be daddy
you gonna see me
cause i ain’t your daddy
we up
we up

i get bread like kfed
from compton to bay head
to the streets from doing biz
my kids yeah they fed
we eating blowing perp
we chiefing
got the work
we creeping
on a tumbler believing
pull my gun out this evening
and make moves
they sleep then they lose
i’m stacking getting it in
and snacking but they choose
they fools got the heart
but you missing the rules
but this grind about to shine l
like some glistening jewels

while you stressing i’m investing
i count my paper count my blessings
n-gg-s burn cause they ain’t learned they lesson
i’m still pressing going hard
the wrong cat to be testing
gun sh-t like westerns
and leave a scar on every bar i spit
we got the hardest sh-t
from ao to 2g and la
we on some lawless sh-t
endangered ever since baby jesus
was in the manger
but we got some lawless sh-t
so we keep the lawyers on retainer

we up
we up
doing the papers
we tell it we find you
wehnever you wnat it
cause i’m going to find you
you gotta be rumor
you gotta be daddy
you gonna see me
cause i ain’t your daddy
we up
we up

- b g knocc out lyrics

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