kalan.frfr - dice game lyrics
[intro]
yeah (yeah), yeah (dtb, that’s a slap)
yeah, yeah, n+ggas be too tough to be broke
n+ggas— (ooh) yeah, yeah, ayy
[chorus]
n+ggas be way too tough to be broke
ridin’ ’round the city with a pack in my coat, yeah
five hour job ’cause the money counter broke
ayy, keep it p, you never got no money out that ho
yeah, keep it g, you never got no money out that road
yeah, landin’ with them ‘bows, gotta get ’em all sold (yeah)
four black trucks with them hoes and they cold
n+gga, you went and did that time for them n+ggas ’cause they told (be there)
[verse 1]
yeah, i just got back in that mode
yeah, i just got back from the stove
yeah, n+ggas tough, dumb, and broke
this a twenty+dollar roast, this a hundred+dollar soap
i’m in soho in a pelle, that’s some thousands on a coat (coat)
i know n+ggas that made millions sellin’ game and sellin’ dope (dope)
i know n+ggas that ain’t got it but be actin’ like they on
i know n+ggas i could slime, and i know n+ggas that ain’t goin’
and i wish a n+gga would, i be cryin’, i be hopin’
i done took the wock’ a lot of places, never been to poland
man, these n+ggas got lil’ money, gary coleman
yeah, either way it go, rick james, rick owens
yeah, either way it go, bein’ tough ain’t no motion
’cause paper had them n+ggas in your house, ho+hoin’
yeah, paper how your b+tches hangin’ out on the ocean
eatin’ good, poppin’ p+ssy, takin’ shots, rubbin’ lotion (ayy)
[chorus]
n+ggas be way too tough to be broke
ridin’ ’round the city with a pack in my coat, yeah
five hour job ’cause the money counter broke
ayy, keep it p, you never got no money out that ho
yeah, keep it g, you never got no money out that road
yeah, landin’ with them ‘bows, gotta get ’em all sold (woo)
four black trucks with them hoes and they cold
n+gga, you went and did that time for them n+ggas ’cause they told (yeah)
[bridge]
yeah, you went and did that time for them n+ggas ’cause they told (yeah)
yeah, keep it g, you never got no money out that road
[verse 2]
yeah, ayy, money on my mind, i’m on money all the time
if i said that p+ssy better than that money, i was lyin’
yeah, and i wish a real broke n+gga crossed the line
i’d tax him like get my belt, get in line
yeah, n+ggas too tough around the b+tches, that’s weird sh+t (yeah)
n+ggas think they lowkey plottin’, but we hear sh+t (ayy)
chopper chop, when it shot o’clock, know i’m near sh+t (yeah)
i know a broke n+gga gon’ feel broke when he hear this
[chorus]
n+ggas be way too tough to be broke
ridin’ ’round the city with a pack in my coat, yeah
five hour job ’cause the money counter broke
ayy, keep it p, you never got no money out that ho
yeah, keep it g, you never got no money out that road
yeah, landin’ with them ‘bows, gotta get ’em all sold (woo)
four black trucks with them hoes and they cold
n+gga, you went and did that time for them n+ggas ’cause they told (yeah)
[outro]
it’s a cold+ass world
n+gga cold, yeah, you went and did that time for them n+ggas ’cause they told (d+mn, free the real)
yeah, keep it g, you never got no money out that road (too real, b+tch+ass n+gga)
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