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ty money - psa lyrics

if i get a record deal
i’mma hit the block with them free bricks
king louie got a record deal
and he went and got his front t–th fixed
louie kicks on my king sh-t
but no dreadlocks, i can’t swing sh-t
harvey rappers wanna sneak diss?
look i don’t sneak diss, it don’t mean sh-t
this that, chiraq, harvey world, street sh-t
i be cashin’ these b-tches out
decent hoes get remixed
on parole for like two years
so i can’t smoke on that weed l!ck
cause my p.o. she want clean p-ss
no bullsh-t, she a mean b-tch
dj where them hits at?
why you playin’ this weak sh-t?
shotgun where yo b-tch at
late night on that creep sh-t
rich n-gga just buy sh-t
broke n-gga just peep sh-t
no disrespect to my n-gga p
but i do it big like meek’s t-ts
bump j got locked up
and now n-ggas claimin’ that chief sh-t
did a song with lil chief keef
now these hoes callin’ me sweet d-ck
on sydney and cal city
so it’s only right i play tink sh-t
lil sasha go hard but i like ch-lla more cause she a street b-tch
loud pack, pontiac, quarter pound for a g6
and if loni pop, lemme hit that
i might take her shoppin’ through neiman’s
might spend a lil 3 piece
on lil fee fee cause she a lil freak
that b-tch try to set me up
i’mma stomp her out like lil reese
chiraq, murder cappy, n-ggas dyin’ over youtube
diss me if you want to
i’ll have ’em lookin’ for you like blues clues
can’t rap and your beats sweet
so technically that’s a lose-lose
this track by rio mack
same n-gga did too cool
b-tch n-gga you fufu
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i’m the sh-t, boo boo
feds watchin’ like oovoo
lawyers all on my iphone
if you bite me i might sue you
dirty birds we drillin’ sh-t
got more guerrillas than two zoos
nowadays i’m a paid n-gga
still catch me in woo woo’s
in the hood with a rich b-tch
no atl, no nunu
you don’t do it like i do
more books than a highschool
five thousand on horseshoes
downtown eatin’ thai food
blow ’em down like a typhoon
put ’em on channel 5 news
my n-ggas smoke ipack
and it’s super loud call it itunes
make ’em bleed like a piru
he don’t die now, he gon’ die soon
i’m hot, july june
caked up like a tycoon
if i cop work at 9 o’clock
it’ll be all gone, by noon
cl!ckers on me like camera phones
i’m close enough n-gga why zoom?
racked up like a bunk bed
up heat, bust lead
free bump, f-ck feds
money bag, ’nuff said

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