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Foe Tha Love Of $

アーティスト:Bone Thugs-N-Harmony  アルバム:Greatest Hits  作詞:CARRABY ANTOINE  作曲:GREEN MARK ERIC 

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(feat. Eazy E) Foe tha' love of money Gotta make that money man It's still the same now Gotta get on the grind Pop in the clip of my nine And bitch if you slip You hit the chalk and fall in the night time Gotta get mine Ain't takin no shorts or no losses Hop on the phone Callin' my nigga sin at home Polishin' that MAC-10 crome Gotta a lick so bring yo shit Cause once again it's on To the dome with a fifth of burb we wig to the curb so we swerve And rolled out to pick up the triple six thug And follow the murder for robbin the dooehouse Smoke jump outta me bong So high, now comin' to slay with four grenades and a gauge I'm a play, watch all 'em fall in the grave and lay Pullin' in the driveway, Wish spotted the place and quickly rolled up Bulldozed through the living room Hopped out of the car and started to blow up Buck, Buck, and a kaboom Me blew all them bodies all over the room Them doomed And gotta move fast, why? The po-po's comin' Snatch up me yummy So nigga don't think it's funny I'm comin' up quick in the niine-quat Cause Flesh be lovin' this money I'm given uo love to the hustlas All them St.Clair thugstas makin' that money stayin' on your feet And you better believe gotta have that cheese For the green leaves, never catch me sleep Stay on the grind, get mine Stayin' down for mine crime, and I hit up the nine-nine Givin' up that llelo, makin' me sale, twenties nickles and dimes Beat up and stick up a lick up, that two-eleven Gotta get what's mine, then bailin' Me kickin' up dust, I'm trailin Feelin one-eight-seven That's how it is, and I gotsta have it in the nine-quat Mission to check a mill and still be real Thuggin' on the glock-glock,creepin on a come up Won't sleep till I'm done up Gotta blaze me blunt up, hunt up another plot and scheme Gotta make some green, cause soldiers nut up, What up? Gotta get that buisness on, even though the buddah run me, stun me Feelin' lovely, but I'm just in it for he love of the money [Chorus] Standin' on the corner straight slangin' rocks Aw ahit! Here comes the muthafuckin' cops! So I dash, I ducks, and I hides behind a tree Makin' sure the muthafuckas don't see me Now my fat sack of rocks hell yeah i stuffed 'em Police on my draws, i had to pause And yeah, it's still muthafuck 'em


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