a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

dj sound - let these nuts hang lyrics

[intro: rakim & ?]

man sure, ’cause you guys got tough
out for the money
man sure, ’cause you guys got tough

[verse 1: dirty red]

see, i’m the type of n+gga that gotta have that cash flow
i don’t care how it come, ’cause i gotta have more money
i’m constantly stackin’, artillery packin’, straight jackin’
so drop off, ho, you know i gotta have that dough
so make this sh+t better, mane, or i make this sh+t worst
i be the n+gga determine who will i hurt
now i’m standin’ in the kitchen with the triple beam out
i’m cookin’ up a quarter cake i’m finna get vowed
my business is ’bout the game i call hustle and when i got the ski mask on, is all about muscle
money makin’ and crackin’ standin’ on the track and makin’ my ends ’cause they catch me slippin’, i’m goin’ straight to the pen
so i remain to be a hustler, mastermind at all time on you busters
i’m servin’ tens for the twentie, nickels for the fifteen because i’m all about that f+ckin’ green
it was the route that i chose to take, and it’s your life if you choose to fake
now i’m standin’ out mackin’ to the ho, get my bet in like a n+gga is supposed
’cause i’m a player and the b+tches know that, g, i am the n+gga called dirty r+e+d
so watch your back’ cause i’m creepin’ with that thang, i’ll take you if you’ll think it was a game
creepin’ on a n+gga with a ak+47, crack your dome with that thang, send your ass straight to heaven
’cause i’m a menace to society, peace out, you better watch me, b+tch
[outro: rakim & ?]
out for the money
out for the money
out for the money
man sure, ’cause you guys got tough

out for the money
man sure, ’cause you guys got tough

out for the money
out for the money

- dj sound lyrics

Random Lyrics

HOT LYRICS