danny a - get money (dead prez) lyrics
[intro]
president’s to represent me (get money)
i’m out for president’s to represent me (get money)
i’m out for president’s to represent me (get money)
i’m out for dead f-cking president’s to represent me
[verse 1: danny a]
ayo i’m going t-t for tat
i bring it back and rip the track
aristocrat, i’m spitting crack
and y’all be on the corner steady slinging that (d-mn)
already thinking that
my next move’ll be so precise
but then again, in my dreams i be
speaking to christ the evils in life
are money, drugs and s-x
but when you’re breathing it’s nice
so just collect your f-cking checks
and listen when i speak through the mic
it sounds nicer than to sleep through the peacefullest nights
but at the same time rougher than the crease in your nikes
da be on the backstreet in all black speak
like i got crazy loot
running game like a track meet
but what your back pete
last thing you want to do is attract heat
when you’re selling that crack fire up out of a packed jeep
my life is like an athlete’s
always on the run
never wanted a gun or needed it
i like to smoke a blunt of straight c0ke and just sprinkle weed in it
so i could see this sh-t
more vivid than vivica when 50 was straight beating it (what!)
[verse 2: rob stroh]
these streets are hot like the cops
and cold like the weather’s been
feds watching the spot
i never sold in my residence
ever since
i was 7 kid it was about
dead presidents
recycling bottles for 7 cents
but you can’t make money
if you’re out getting lynched
and if you slip with the business kid
you’re getting pinched
that’s why i flip a script
and do my own thing
mad low key
like the dope weed
i fill my bones with
[hook]
i’m out for president’s to represent me (get money)
i’m out for president’s to represent me (get money)
i’m out for president’s to represent me (get money)
i’m out for dead f-cking president’s to represent me
i’m out for president’s to represent me (get money)
i’m out for president’s to represent me (we getting money)
i’m out for president’s to represent me (so get money)
i’m out for dead f-cking president’s to represent me
[verse 3: rob stroh]
i’ve been about dead presidents
as long as i remember
but why’s the block so f-cking hot
in the middle december
[verse 4: danny a]
why the cops be on my c-ck
from the middle of september
and then watch from another block
until it turns december
speddy and da
been rapping since
back in the three days
i was 16 years old
but this sh-t ain’t a f-cking replay
we never went plat
or won plaques
but our raps
run laps like relays
while y’all run in the cold
i keep bringing it back, dj
you’re running your yap
he say
so i’ma just scratch she say
i speak an italian shaolin slang
wildin’ no bx don’t call me c (aye)
this is a staten tale
and i’m rapping
well…
call me da
[outro: danny a]
…da’s all over the f-cking joint
you can’t get rid of him
ah-ha
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