scrilla - broke niggas lyrics
[chorus: birdgang greedy]
i made a million dollars, they only made 300
n-gg-s know me, i be gettin to the money
i be countin up on broke n-gg-s
and i can stunt on a bunch of hoe n-gg-s
you gon get what you deserve, later
you not a boss, if you ain’t bout your paper
[verse 1: birdgang greedy]
n-gg-s know me, i’m not friendly
i sell dope for a living
ross taught me how to drop, toss it in the pot like a frizbee
bought zips for 8 50
42 to a 60
my partner bought a chopper, like sigel or jeezy
remember i was survin vickies
200 for the sticky
and if you want that brr, n-gg-, i could get you the chickens
mama told me i’m a problem
feds in my position
damb n-gg- try to rob me
better do at your descression
it was 50,000, for the one i travil in
n-gg-s know i came from the projects
fast like a rari
homie told me n-gg-s ain’t real, trust me
mama told me b-tches ain’t sh-t, don’t f-ck ‘m
my grandma told me the world ain’t real, mother f-ck it
if a n-gg- ever play with me again, imma bust him
[chorus: birdgang greedy]
i made a million dollars, they only made 300
n-gg-s know me, i be gettin to the money
i be countin up on broke n-gg-s
and i can stunt on a bunch of hoe n-gg-s
you gon get what you deserve, later
you not a boss, if you ain’t bout your paper
[verse 2: scrilla]
i can’t stand a bunch of broke n-gg-s
birdgang, mmg, we at your throat, n-gg-
put that beam on your head, imma scope, n-gg-
put that barol to his face, make sure he go quicker
i’m a slow sipper, f-ck a b-tch fast, i’m a fast pimper
no old hoes, i need a young tender
i’m talkin millys on the table, a n-gg- go gorilla bout his paper
don’t make me send them hitters bout the paper
no charge, they labeled it a favor
they still pumpin d on my block, shout out to jada and the haters
money hungry, know i’m greedy for the scrilla
shoot a hundred out the drum, won’t miss him
runnin to that paper like a sprinter
n-gg-s rippin on the gang, but on the lord, i don’t feel them
i ignore it, imma hit ‘m
[chorus: birdgang greedy]
i made a million dollars, they only made 300
n-gg-s know me, i be gettin to the money
i be countin up on broke n-gg-s
and i can stunt on a bunch of hoe n-gg-s
you gon get what you deserve, later
you not a boss, if you ain’t bout your paper
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