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chief keef – money can’t lyrics

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[intro]
go and grab the k
spray it in his face
in the f-ckin’ way

[hook]
who is this f-ck n-gga, go and grab the k
lock and load that mothaf-cka, spray it in his face
you’re just an obstacle in the f-ckin’ way
i ain’t like yo f-cking -ss any f-ckin’ way
did what they said i couldn’t, done what they said i wouldn’t
went where they said i can’t, and that’s the f-cking bank!
smokin’ on this f-ckin’ stink and i know it f-ckin’ stink
n-ggas snakes, b-tches snakes, money ain’t, money can’t

[verse 1]
n-gga what yo money funny
you ain’t runnin’ round, here money hungry
smokin’ on that skunky skunky
i’m ridin’ wit my homies homies, i’m high i’m on mars
remember being locked up behind bars, now i got dem bars
hit you in ya heart wit this f-ckin’ gun, my gun look like big pun
and these sh-lls look like big glo’s t–th
up this b-tch it’s a big ol heat

[hook]

[verse 2]
this f-ck n-gga i don’t even know him
where the f-ck he come from
i was somewhere ridin’ round wit guns
i was somewhere ridin’ round wit drugs
all the street n-ggas show me love
all the thots wanna gimme hugs
these b-tches know that sosa ain’t no scrub
i up this f-ckin’ chopper and i bust
i’m success, you lil n-ggas sus
suspect, you lil n-ggas knew it
i get dumb checks, you lil n-ggas funny
do a walk up, you lil n-ggas runnin’

[hook]



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