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prime suspects - money makes lyrics

[uzi talkin’]
prime suspects, kane & abel, silkk the shocker about that money

[chorus: uzi & (kane & abel)]
money makes a n-gg- do some strange thangs (i admit)
over change, n-gg-s lose they brains (ain’t that some sh-t)
if you got it when then n-gg-s hungry brah (what, what)
keep your glock c-cked & your eyes up on ya stuff (ya heard me)
[reapeat]

[uzi]
just remember it takes a b-tch to play wit a real a real n-gg-
glock knockin’ ’em while they chop ’em down for figures
while money makes a n-gg- do some strange thangs, i admit
over change, n-gg-s lose they brains, ain’t that some sh-t
come equipped as we still quick in tha lands
n-gg-s get dealt wit in his back while shakin’ hands
while plans get spoiled by n-gg-s want furl trips
rather they snort, bang, or either sell tha sh-t
i hold my d-ck & let my nuts sag
n-gg-s act bad behind tha cash actin’ like it last forever
any kind of weather n-gg- get tha job done
block hotter than tha sun, n-gg-s still pack a gun
but i ain’t tha one to get done wit behind some dumb sh-t
i pack a gun b-tch & ain’t scared to let tha bullets flip
i said enough, either get scuffed or roughed up
if you got it when then n-gg-s hungry keep your eyes up on ya stuff

[chorus: x2]

[kane & abel]
runnin’ up on n-gg-s like finish lines, wit c-cked nines
give a f-ck if n-gg-s wit dimes, get flatlined for tryna take mines
in broad daylight, lose yo life for tha paper
haters a waste ya, meat ya maker, coroner gonna have to scr-pe ya
off tha concrete
my street hotter than fish grease
for big face bills, n-gg-s kills wit big heat
n-gg-s dressed in all black or army fatigues
killas perform like p-ssy poppers wit choppers, squeeze 2-2-3’s
put your face on tv’s, for less than a quarter ki
leave a clip empty, now watch you m-th-f-ckin’ enemies
murda’s like a disease, catch it, ain’t no comin’ back
rest in peace, yo wig split, hit by n-gg-s on a jack
gangstafied kane & abel watch the suspects back
n-gg-s do strange thangs fo’ paper, i feel that
take tha money, take tha benz, but hustle never ends
put us on tha block wit one rock, an we’ll make a million again (ha ha)

[chorus: x2]

[silkk the shocker]
now look n-gg-, it’s 5-4-3-2 to tha m-th-f-ckin’ 1, it’s a countdown
well this n-gg- silkk the shocker
known for breakin’ o-z’s down to m-th-f-ckin’ pounds
that’s my n-gg- glock, that’s my n-gg- uzi,
that’s a brand new m-th-f-ckin’ nine millimeter
off tha top, you know we come strapped, b-tch watch ya back
cause all of us always got heaters
now look f-ck tha money cause we gonna ball wit or wit out tha sh-t
i need a down -ss girl but i’m gonna ball look wit or wit out tha b-tch
drive my benz look wit or wit out tha f-ckin’ kit
yall busta -ss n-gg-s f-ggets walkin’ wit or wit out tha switch
i still could pull hoes look n-gg- wit or wit out tha six
while yall n-gg-s stuntin’ & frontin’
why don’t you break yoself & get up out my sh-t
now yall know my steelo, on tha d-low, have a kilo on tha d-l
even though i rap b-tch i still do a couple of crack sells
look if it don’t make dollas then it don’t make sense
now my n-gg-s prime suspects gonna get me high
an all of us get fried & get bent
an we no limit soldiers b-tch so all of us represent
think we won’t bust yo head for some m-th-f-ckin’ dead presidents b-tch

[chorus: x4]

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