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trap game krazy - that money lyrics

[intro]
holla fame engineering (oh)
tgk (gang)
t.g.k. (speakerbangerz)
we dat gang, gang (ohhhh)
tgk n-ggas (ha)
tgk…k (ohhhh)
tgk…k (trap game)
tgk…k (gang)

[chorus 2x]
we out here doing it for the money (that money, that money)
racing chasing blue hundreds (that money, that money)
sacrificing for that money (that money, that money)
securing the bag, green money (that money, that money)

[verse 1: trap game krazy – triple d]
triple d
flashback just, sit back
rollin’ getting that bread, no 6 pack
i remember dem days, like some days back
all up in the streets, i can’t rewind it back
move in silence, get the bread, call pistol doe
n-gga up the strap, we been ready doe
ima beat the mice, to the money bag
like a slow turtle, you been doing bad
like cheddar cheese, mr. krabs been grinning
if you ain’t kin to me, you ain’t getting a penny
where the thugs get buck, i been bout mine
like why them n-ggas, they be on the grind
like it’s they time, yeah it’s our time
everyday and night, i been doing crime
living the struggle life, like old times
might just hit a l!ck, catch ‘em outta bounds
that sh-t was crazy, i kinda hate to say it
making money plays, if i’m busy call later
broad daylight, you must watch yo safety
better watch yo homie, n-gga might be faking
f-ck the police, why y’all crackers hate me
if he see you getting money, race on the pavement
chasing bags, where da cash, where da commissary
more benjamin’s coming, qualified that’s very
been kidnapping money, they thought i was a terrorist
know godd-mn well, ion play ain’t having it
like some crackheads, first come first practice
ain’t no slacking in me, ima win with capacity
you ain’t talking to me, chasing hundreds that’s my habit
like a couple of ps, move around drug addicts
like a dynasty, where my gs, y’all savages
if was meant to be, everything should happen

[verse 2: trap game krazy – shankk]
shankk
she been up and down that pole
she won’t leave from around my bros
back getting it in fa sho
i can feel it all in my soul
standing on the street with this dope
double cups of lean we laid low
we sit back, we don’t move
his partna call his phone with bad news
too occupied on money, music and my f-ckin dope
lil’ shawty wanna be apart of me in this show
if you wasn’t struggling with me, b-tch hit the road
won’t get around me, they make sure we so solid gold
f-ck it, we could ride around and get blowed
celebrate this day like we ain’t going home
turnt up to the max getting money we getting more
stack and flip that money, my n-gga don’t fold
i’ll f-ck around get around let’s go
on the interstate while i’m with my bros
popping pills, i’m in my zone
we don’t f-ck around with no leeches, get gone
in and out my circle what’s wrong
can’t feel these n-gga cause these n-ggas some hoes
pop sh-t, rock sh-t, b-tch we on
never give a f-ck, i’ll up that tone
tgk these n-ggas don’t know
about my gang don’t play no, no
told my n-ggas we headed to gold
told y’all n-ggas we headed to gold
told my n-ggas we headed to gold
[chorus 2x]
we out here doing it for the money (that money, that money)
racing chasing blue hundreds (that money, that money)
sacrificing for that money (that money, that money)
securing the bag, green money (that money, that money)

[outro 8x]
that money, that money

- trap game krazy lyrics

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