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cashmoneyj$ – why these niggaz hate? lyrics

[verse 1: mohamedissavage]
you got stains gettin’ washed with bleach, n+gga f+ck the tide
stole her just to flex, not impressed, cause her stuff was dry
give you an uppercut, reduced to dust, just one punch + the sky
i don’t give a f+ck if she rush for another guy
says a lot about us young boss n+ggas
imma keep grindin’ till us n+ggas out here make us some tall figas
heard u big, optimistic, big n+ggas fall quicka
i talk the way i want on a song, despite i call stigmas
i know how the game goes, so imma change flow
my name is on the pay roll, with my n+gga cashmoneyj$ , hoes
and in the end, the hoes start a trend, tellin’ me jai ho
f+ck what simeon says, i am bred to do what i say so
imma be blatant to yo face, ion rock with opps
cut it clean you can’t fade even in the barber shop
broken down reiley’s b+tch get yo ass some auto parts
the bars hot, it’s not the result of a lotta talk

[chorus: cashmoneyj$]
n+ggas when they see me eyes, they think i’m a demon
that b+tch took my soul, left me with no s+m+n
b+tches said i always smelled like some f+ckin’ leemons
me and mohamed goin’ crazy, f+ck y’all n+ggas on
y’all n+ggas broke, some days y’all n+ggas can’t get a phone
i’m trynna make it out seattle by making songs
b+tch play me, or yo ass finna be wrong
it’s crazy how y’all n+ggas, when you move on

[verse 2: cashmoneyj$]
aye, cashmoneyj$ right on this beat
got the bro mohamed in the back, he geeked
love the way she all on me, man she a freak
that n+gga expose he a simp for his little “shmeek”
i be ballin’ these n+ggas on the court like i’m damien lee
just know, i’m the low, that b+tch is for the team
me and mohamed on this track be totin’ beams
like i’m designer, i’m crazy geeked off this lean
that n+gga locked up, free my n+gga from a murder scene
all these n+ggas are some caps, all they are is fiends
on 2k with yo girl, i shoot my shot and it went green
at starbucks you know i get the vanilla bean with extra cream
that n+gga hoe be suckin’, he don’t know what he seen
f them n+ggas, i blew up and my success went green
these n+ggas are my friends now that i f+ckin’ rise
all these n+ggas talkin’ ish, why you have to lie?

- cashmoneyj lyrics

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