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Gimme The Money

アーティスト:Obie Trice 

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[Verse 1: Obie Trice] You got money For you to come out, it's best I pack a gat the size of a rat in south west When I get low I get dough So it's nothin' for you to pass me and get broke I been like this Since the lickle youth Stickin' cats for better major Skittles, too Now Or Later's, Jolly Rangers and Charlie Juice What can I say, dog, I had the sweetest tooth In middle school, ain't shit changed but the vics Sock a nigga in his lips and take his kicks Shit Ain't this a bitch, they don't fit Fuck it I sell 'em quick, to get the chips At high school Things got hella proper I stop hittin' cats and start hittin' their lockers I got purses and wallets for my big pockets Bitch, shut the fuck up and give me the watches [Chorus: Obie Trice] When that nigga get hungry You, gimme the money Bitch, gimme the money You, gimme the money When I can't get high You, gimme the money Bitch, gimme the money You, gimme the money When I can't pay the rent Bitch, gimme the money You, gimme the money Bitch, gimme the money When the shit's gettin' thick You, gimme the money Bitch, gimme the money (Nigga) You, gimme the money (Bitch) [Verse 2:] When I'm starvin' and the dough get low And my daughter Kobe gotta eat, I be more go in the street Lookin' for victims, strapped with their heat You wet the payphone Your scrap's gone With me Tried to run Popped in the knee I'm popular for poppin' up on niggas when my pocket's on


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