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mad-money - uk to the states lyrics

[hook: mad-money]
uk to the states, n-ggas getting slapped
get robbed for your chain, you won’t get it back
uk to the states, n-ggas getting slapped
we don’t play that sh-t, we don’t play that
uk to the states, n-ggas getting slapped
get robbed for your chain, you won’t get it back
remember back in the days, n-ggas getting stabbed
nowadays, n-ggas spray, hit em with the mac

[verse 1: mad-money]
same sh-t, another day, sitting in the trap
just me and my mates listening to my track
paranoid, i think the jakes listening on the tap
if it weren’t for n-ggas snitching, prisons wouldn’t be packed
late night sh-t, rolling with the strap
n-gga [?] runs the ends, blow him off the map
got my finger on the trigger and i’m on the dank
k!ll a n-gga, it’s a thriller, this is not a prank

[hook: mad-money]

[verse 2: lil durk]
rob em, b-tch [?] momma two cases
i’m fighting drama but they don’t want no drama, trauma
slide in the audi, foreign driver, police watching
n-ggas sniffing, they be tricking for them commas
do a hit, you should see that 223 doing tricks
i’m ahead about myself so ain’t n0body here a trick
can’t trust a b-tch, only f-cking with my karate choppers
breaking bricks, bag em down to make [?]
got that bando going wala, [?] that pot that ta da
put guns and drugs on blocka
therefore these [?] blocka
from us we got our block hot
trust why we doing commas
from us we got our block hot
that’s why we doing commas, let’s get it, squad

[hook: mad-money]

[verse 3: gunna dee]
cat a stray, that’s a stray coma
think you’ve got heart? i’ll turn you to a great donor
gun smoking, call it luck homer
i’ll leave you with a blue face, that’s a daytona
n-ggas popping, them n-ggas dropping
i could take you out the picture, call it picture cropping
stay on top of cake, let them see the topping
cause these hating cops hate to see a n-gga copping
[?] then i was back then i was back to being broke again
from my back, pushing packs of the c0ke again
my man load the guns, he just roll in with a load of men
kick the doors off, f-ck if it’s opening

[hook: mad-money]

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