We the realest niggaz
So succa free no lollipop gang
All we so is get moneyAll we do is grind
All we do is what we do, never what you do
Cause we in the lead, that a be like following number 2′s
Haa
Fuck em
Straight like that
Get money
Succa free
Eighth a ki all white and it come back
Smell stickin to the walls like thumb tacks
Cook it up real slow watch it jump back
And if they run up in this bitch that's a five flat
Everybody on they own two fuck a horse back
I′m from where a bitch a kill you and they all trap
Mall bags getting made by the Reynold's rap
Everybody puttin orders in watch em bring it back
Three dice on the wall niggaz trippin up
Shooters posted in the cut never slippin up
These bitches say they for the team then let my niggaz fuck
I'm just a squirrel in the world tryna get a nut
I′m puttin taxes on the fee for a verse nigga
For tha money get murked nigga
Yeah you fuckin wit the worse niggaz
And ya bitch swallowed everything like a thirst quencher
Pockets fat gun heavy so my pants sag
But I′m far from a rich nigga
My mother had three sons
So I'm far from a bitch nigga
I′m a young fly shooter lik quick nigga
Trey-pound on the hip catch six nigga
Don't get yourself found in a ditch nigga
For fuckin wit them chips nigga
We on a twenty-four/seven grind nigga
I guess we do it for the money
Y′all niggaz do it for the vine
Shit, we do it for tha money
God, family and respect
The only things more important than tha money
So don't come to me talkin bout shit nigga, if you ain′t talkin bout the money
We on a twenty-four/seven grind nigga
I guess we do it for the money
Y'all niggaz do it for the vine
Shit, we do it for tha money
God, family and respect
Da only things more important than the money
So don't come to me talkin bout shit nigga, if you ain′t talkin bout the money
Ridin through the city wit the metal on my waist
Invade ya space and put several in ya face
Take everything and hit the fire escape
Police find ya body gagged up, wired and taped
I′m a grape ape runnin through the jungle wit re monkeys
I got a cash habit I'm a bread junkie
The gun a leave you stinkin like the lead funky
And send ya up like the new top bed bunkie
Beatin on the beat like it′s hammer time, I handle mine
Getting at you rippin at you both arms spittin at you
Watch ya soul levitate, body hit the ground hard
Double shotty blast at you pellets comin fast at you
My reaction to money situations is fatal
You know my number like them spanish commercials for cable
Them bitches want the dick deep and I'm willin and able
Put everything in the middle of the table ′fore I gun-butt you
Wit the pistol grip of the trey-pound
Hit you wit the six then start wavin the K round
I'm from Down Bottom where it′s spray or get sprayed down, lay or get laid down
But y'all niggaz straight clowns
Homie don't play that and he never did
As a young′n I was known as a terror kid
You know, one of them he-could-do-much-better kids
Now look I′m doin better kid
Ya dig
We on a twenty-four/seven grind nigga
I guess we do it for the money
Y'all niggaz do it for the vine
Shit, we do it for the money
God, family and respect
The only things more important than the money
So don′t come to me talkin bout shit nigga, if you ain't talkin bout the money
We on a twenty-four/seven grind nigga
I guess we do it for the money
Y′all niggaz do it for the vine
Shit, we do it for the money
God, family and respect
Da only things more important than the money
So don't come to me talkin bout shit nigga, if you ain′t talkin bout the money
We on a twenty-four/seven grind nigga
I need mine nigga
You a need yours too if you knew what I knew
But the game is to be sold not told
I could sell shake to the cold
I could sell age to the old getting money's what I know
Been a real nigga to the core never fake
Not even on the low, that ain't in my DNA
Nascar racin to the money
I just bring it in she count it for me she a rider
She keep a lil thing right beside her
I even let her meet the supplier I′m getting that fire
Move it ASAP no Rocky
But a nigga sellin that rocky, raw
Runnin in and out of the poppy store
And da FEDS takin pictures just hope that it ain′t yours
War, nigga we got army guns
So if you lookin for that, then nigga arm your guns
Somebody better tell his mother come warn ya son
Before you mourn ya son
And these niggas tellin straight rattin on ya
Dry snitchin and signin statements
Who to trust in God we trust
Yeah it was written so I'm paper chasin
On a twenty-four/seven grind nigga
I said I′m, on a twenty-four/seven grindthnigga
Shit, we do it for the money
God, family and respect
The only things more important than the money
So don't come to me talkin bout shit nigga, if you ain′t talkin bout the money
Grind nigga, DBN
I guess we do it for the money, Succa Free
Dub-Be-El, shit, we do it for the money
We in this bitch
The only things more important than the money
