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cardo, larry june, payroll giovanni & hbk – do better lyrics

[intro: hbk]
yeah, real n#ggas put yo’ drinks up
make a toast, real n#ggas linked up
game related
some n#ggas related through da game
you know

[verse 1: hbk]
baby, i’m top#notch, in the droptop, i’m low on ops watch
top shot, take it off, i’m ’bout to hit da hot spot
if you ain’t talkin’ money, all i hear is blah blah
dummies want p#ssy mo’ den money, i should c#ck block
got rocket’s chain when he passed
that’s how got got (?)
since middle school, i was known as a fly guy
five g’s in all huns, but it’s just da side guap
skippin’ mall to mall, like a n#gga playin’ hopscotch
glock got seventeen in it, catch a hot shot
f#cked her all night, ’cause she begged me to not stop
real money in our videos, we don’t got props
if you won’t like flashy n#ggas, you should not watch
anybody disrespect da mob, get a knock#knock
at yo’ front do’ and slap a n#gga while his pops watch
might not (?)
’bout ten g’s, so he hot#hot
get yo’ money up, b#tch, don’t worry ’bout what i got

[pre#chorus: hbk]
real n#ggas in da buildin’ throw yo’ rollie up
tell da waitress po’ a cup
rich n#ggas know what’s up
valet full, we got foreigns pullin’ up
full o’ bad, foreign b#tches
baby, tell me how i’m cut

[chorus: hbk & (?)]
you got money (i got money), you got cheddar (i got cheddar)
daddy, i know right, so i’ma do better (do better)
you got money (i got money), you got cheddar (i got cheddar)
daddy, i know right, so i’ma do better (do better)

[verse 2: larry june]
tee top, dis da new cop
i ain’t post dat
n#ggas sharin’ (?), pourin’ champagne on da rolex
out da way, dippin’ sun’ way
gettin’ dumb check
head so good, b#tch, ion even want s#x
when i’m in da city, f#ck a honda (?), i ain’t hidin’ sh#t
when you see me out, either eatin’ or i’m buyin’ sh#t
i’m havin’ sh#t, i’m not da average, i’m dat candlestick
tryin’ to hit two#hunid in da benz, ’bout to bap dis sh#t
twenty on me, you ain’t even know dis ’cause da fit cold
had to switch it up, ’cause da beat goin’ stupid on ’em
mobbin’…b#tch, i’m from da bay, dis what’s goin’ on
coppin’…if da price good, we could get it goin’
i used to have a b#tch in da point, used to bullsh#t
why you ridin’ ’round with da mop, never usin’ it?
fo’ surely, three#hunid for da plate, dis ain’t ruth chris
you gotta come correct, lil mama, i ain’t new to dis
what’s hannin’?

[verse 3: payroll]
i got money, i got cheddar
rollie on my wrist, at least $30k or better
blow a stack on a sweater
wear it once, and den take a fl!ck
when it’s normal to you, you ain’t always gotta take a pic
variety in yo’ work, told my n#gga he could take his pick
befo’ i fight a hatin’ n#gga, i rather take his b#tch
had a n#gga p#ssed, askin’ why she always takin’ trips
the bacon you be bringin’ home, i make it look like bacon bits
had to prove some daughters wrong
you should see dey face and sh#t
now, in dey in da lil crib, layin’ wit a basic b#tch
while i’m out west, laughin’ wit da clique, racin’ whips
i can save stacks when it’s tense but can’t save a b#tch
game related sh#t
we do it better wit no effort
we foldin’ blue money and never foldin’ under pressure
grand#daddy introduced to me to crack and gave a lecture
rip gang gang, ’cause if it’s game, i live better
you strive mo’ (?), sh#t

- cardo larry june payroll giovanni hbk lyrics

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