Money to Make feat. Rick Ross

Текст песни Birdman & Mack Maine - Money to Make feat. Rick Ross

My niggers 100, my corner 100
The car cost 100, the trunk hold 100
Just smoking my ganja, this joint cost 100
The nights cost 100, the ice in abundance
Now I’m fucking with H, … taking no …
We scoring the points, we the makers…
…you to testify, never make you to …
I sprinkle pesticide, said …
You can’t be talking live when you walking in the house
Fuck what you talking bout, bitch you walking in and out
Ain’t whipping no ounce, ain’t touching no ounce
If you fuck with an ounce, get the fuck out the house
Cause this only square, when you come in here
So far you squares, let me make it clear
Let me give you straight, I’m a fish in the take
Not the fish in the tank
I got money to make
My niggers 100, my corner 100
The car cost 100, the trunk hold 100
Just smoking my ganja, this joint cost 100
The nights cost 100, the ice in abundance X 2
… fucking with me, popping bottles throwing money
Niggers giving headshots, bitch no running
Them hundreds came fast, bitches came quicker
Wet candy paint sticky moving start dipping
We ran through the trenches, jumping over fences
Got it out the field, now my homies doing digits
Shinning on these bitches, after hour count tickets
God is on my g’s, now we on another mission
We focus on another … another …
Another bird full of itch, nigga coming like that
Slap back at it, dipping while we dropping
Gun while we count, hundred g’s in my pocket
My niggers 100, my corner 100
The car cost 100, the trunk hold 100
Just smoking my ganja, this joint cost 100
The nights cost 100, the ice in abundance X 2
Real nigga in the building, where the work at
That new all … fitted, that’s my work hat
My niggers got that h purple white and …
And they shoot off one leg … like dirt
Life thug, life thug, bitch I’m feeling like Pac
When I’m riding up the block
Bout to release the 50 shots, off top
Your bitch … get your…
Your family, they gonna miss you
They gonna find you in…
Bury that boy with tissue
Since he was a cry baby, … over the casket
Asking lord why baby
See I live in a world where they mistreat black babies
And in a hood that crank babies
Who up just to … babies
Bitch I’m from the … you can’t come where I’m from
Got a drum on a … ra pa pa pam pam pam
Boy I ain’t no fronter, it’s Ross Mack and stunner
I put 50 on 50, that’s why they call me 100
My niggers 100, my corner 100
The car cost 100, the trunk hold 100
Just smoking my ganja, this joint cost 100
The nights cost 100, the ice in abundance X