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sauce money - pre-game lyrics

i hold my gun fine ideas be as bright as the sunshine
shook the rap game with just one line
when me and my n-gg-z combine all day you know what
sometimes i run with mad n-gg-z who done time
hit you with eight from one nine now you showin the vein
my sh-lls is like information go in your brain
holdin my slug before you squeeze em show em the love
burn your fingertips so throw em a glove
understand me
before my alb-m dropped copped the grammy
uncanny
bought my first rollie from manny
dirty burners my crew never hand me
n-gg- we family
you not get shot
get caught sniffin like dexter manley
with at least ten lead spray right paint your skin red
d-mn we all the sh-t you can’t be
we big time you small time
real small like how an ant be
marcy bust a shot for metcalf t-to and danny
peace to the burrells cut wop and stanley
boom moet and bow my whole set is wild
p-ss threats frontin flash singles an -ss bent
f-ck a b-tch you know the drill
cut a check or a suck a d-ck

[jay-z]
as a youth explosively clappin off the roof
shootin guard like kobe
raised up slay spears and bowie
back then gil was my code spanish jose
showed me how to get the money n-gg-z owed me
fast forward no kids six cars and three rollie’s
two cribs trips to cuba sippin on uba
got rap in a stupor first to clap your group up
from the range with the ski rack or six with the roof up
sh-t i light the motherf-ckin soundproof booth up
new sh-t y’all say the same sh-t like you’re looped up
your raps all lazy jigga the black scorcese
what your alb-m lack is more jay-z
code name jehovah all praise me
yall don’t paint pictures yall all trace me
you’ve yet to see the day when my squad be done
i represent that sh-t n-gg- marcy son
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