GET MONEY lyrics

by

DUSTY LOCANE


[Intro]
Grrt, grrt, bow
Yeah, y'all know I like to grind for everythin' I got
n*ggas know that, on hood, look
Listen

[Chorus]
I spin on his block with a .30
No, stupid n*gga, don't worry
I'ma puff a tree like I'm Curry
Then I'm off the scene in a hurry
Go get, money
Don't talk like you really in the sh*t that you not
I got a .30, I'm lettin' it pop
That's on the gang, no, I will not stop, look
Impersonatin' what y'all doin'
But I ain't really for the actin'
And you know I'm pistol packin'
Checked in, Locs', what's crackin'?
Up the Nina on the walk-in
Just so I could see reactions
Listen, I'm blastin', listen, I'm blastin'

[Verse]
I call up Zoe Peta on a drill (Yo, where you at?)
Headshot, my n*ggas shoot to kill (Kill 'em)
Gun blazin', grippin' on the steel (On the steel)
Took his life, forgot to write the will (I forgot)
You a dummy if you think you gon' run up and not get burnt up like the Sun (Get burnt up)
Roll 'еm up like a blunt (Like a blunt)
Murder, homicidе for the fun
I know your b*tch loved the backshots
Don't do missionary when we rump (We ain't doin' no missionary)
And when I back out the pole (The pole)
Yeah, that b*tch gon' dump (Dump)
Dump (Dump), dump, yeah, that b*tch gon' dump (Dump)
Dump (Dump), dump, yeah, that b*tch gon' dump (Rrr)
Wanna get with me, but sh*t could get sticky
She came with the ass, brought her titties (If I could afford that sh*t)
And I went to Benny for the jewels (What's crackin' Benny?)
I don't follow code, break rules (Break rules)
Neighborhood crip but I'm reppin' the set, yeah, I throw up when I walk up in the room (Hood)
When you hear the click, go boom (Go boom)
Hear the click, go boom (Grrt)
[Chorus]
I spin on his block with a .30
No, stupid n*gga, don't worry
I'ma pull from three like I'm Curry
Then I'm off the scene in a hurry
Go get, money
Don't talk like you really in the sh*t that you not
I got a .30, I'm lettin' it pop
That's on the gang, no, I will not stop, look
Impersonatin' what y'all doin'
But I ain't really for the actin'
And you know I'm pistol packin'
Checked in, Locs', what's crackin'?
Up the Nina on the walk-in
Just so I could see reactions
Listen, I'm blastin', listen, I'm blastin'

[Bridge]
As I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I shall fear no evil
Fear no evil, fear no evil
Fear no evil
As I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I shall fear no evil

[Chorus]
I spin on his block with a .30
No, stupid n*gga, don't worry
I'ma puff a tree like I'm Curry
Then I'm off the scene in a hurry
Go get, money
Don't talk like you really in the sh*t that you not
I got a .30, I'm lettin' it pop
That's on the gang, no I will not stop, look
Impersonatin' what y'all doin'
But I ain't really for the actin'
And you know I'm pistol packin'
Checked in, Locs', what's crackin'?
Up the nina on the walk-in
Just so I could see reactions
Listen, I'm blastin', listen, I'm blastin'
[Outro]
Go get, money
Go get, money
Go get, money
Go get, money
Go get, money
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