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money boss players - games lyrics

[laughter]

man, you sure you’re gettin money, b you ain’t gettin a dime
y’all n-gg-s is petty crooks, sn-tchin chains and pocket books
who you been wit? (jive -ss, money-go motherf-ckers)
in this ghetto jurisdiction, some n-gg-s are solid, while others are
science fiction
well respected, i’m connected to the roots and the trees, me familia’s
thick
flippin ki’s, dangerous, stay on top of broken ank-les
kickin ghetto wit spang-les, so all places new to the game
mvp’s down to earth, n-gg-s talkin ’bout ki’s
they gotta grab theirs first while my crew sittin
sippin cristal, puffin spinach in my villa
money boss n-gg-, bigger than your biggest c-ke dealer
we be the outspoken, no one hoes like calibre
metal like metallica, so c-ck your mac 11’s if your wit me
you ain’t sellin sh-t and you ain’t doin sh-t
you kills me, c-ke’s is steppin stones to big cars and homes
impress me and buy a half brick o’ d
uptown ny, makin mvp’s

(there’s only three ways out, so how you wanna play?)

[chorus:]

if it ain’t real, it ain’t right
grown men playing teenage games
don’t gotta say no names
musicians wanna be gangstas
gangstas wanna be musicians
two sides on all positions
so be what you witness

my everyday, seen a pocket full of green
as the sun beams on the qb and make it gleam
c notes and half amir’s, break off and rubber bands
jump and touch a cl-ss window, blacked out, black era
is there a common wealth? twistin up a 20 for delf
if your ag’s then seize my peeps with the wealth
all players, big w-ll–s, big spenders and hustlers
dice game, five-0 break it up, wanna ?
make some moves with this crab n-gg-
i knew he was a fake n-gg-
got knocks, snitched up, switched up
started turning state, caught a case
and i thought court offenders make the best story sayers
money boss players

[chorus]

so you’s a hustler, you ain’t a hustler, you’s a gangsta
i bet’cha, and if you had cash would i sweat’cha?
you’re buggin, my street dialect ain’t soggin
absolute, no jive, aiyo busters start in five
don’t f-ck with them and those cos they shallow
chocolate weed be on my breath coppin nike air apparell
comin thru blocks, rippin sh-t up like a vandal
we all can’t play, some of us face sport and kangol
roll dice, i’m nice, sippin half pints of courage
i heard, sellin c-ke is the only way to flourish
if the god ain’t got it, the god ain’t spendin
po’ n-gg-s still po’, them n-gg-s they livin splendid

[chorus]

- money boss players lyrics

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