where my fuckin money?) Think i still aint crazy coz i cut my dread and if you short my cake im off side of your head (bitch where my fuckin money?) [
want mine Where my fuckin money? ! [HOOK:] I ain't speakin foreign... you know what I'm saying Better have my bread nigga I ain't playin (Bitch... where my fucking money
i want mine Where my fuckin money?! [HOOK] I aint speakin foreign..you know what im saying better have my bread nigga i aint playin (Bitch..where my fucking money
it's not where you're from, it's where you're at 1200 put the boogie in your body bag [Verse 2: Nfamous] Lyrics are my language, my ink stains canvas
Now all my troopers in the front represent (yeah!) And all my troopers in the back represent (represent) And all my troopers on the left represent (yeah!) Hey yo, my
you niggas man (Oh it's over then, it's over) Fuck all y'all niggas (It's over then It's over) It's not a game man, (uh-huh) We taking this shit over
m flowin off the top now It's like this, I'm gonna bust a freestyle The J, the e, the d, the man that's producin me It's like this, I'm in the place to
to back To my people in the world, where the fuck you at? Where my niggaz is at? Where my niggaz is at? Where the fuck my bitches at? Where my bitches
the pound And let em think they playin with that And imma show em with one squeeze, how 16's spray in ya back [Chorus] [Desperado] I write my rhymes in the kitchen cuz my
butts Thug niggaz if you feel me bust No matter where you at pull your shit out and bust Thug niggaz if you feel me bust No matter where you at pull your
from sugar to shy, adrenaline pumpin, ready to ride, gotta get my guys, can't waste no time, it's first of my life an money, now watch drama get bloody
but scavengers and the bettin' ain't good Show me where it's sunny at, where it's funny at Hoes with the polished toes, I'm a money cat Tip toe blow walkin
YEAH THAT'S HALF MY CREW [A.G.] This one here, is for my block Like Chicago, I repeat, this is for my block For those kids that hold heat, on my block
I trail you home like RV's Automatic Desert Eagle haunt me Cause I keep static, like walkie talkies Go to studio with my love, just to talk As my voice
the Westside of thangs (Killa Cali motherfuckers) where the gangbangers hang The L dot A dot Crenshaw Boulevard Where I write rhymes so hard niggaz swap my tradin cards Cause my
Wsup wavy, thanks to my homey King Tee-la the host wit the most, Im coast to coast like Aunt Peela the Cowboys beat the Steelers so nigga where's my $
