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Im Blood Money from FrontStreet and I run shit 
Got a .50 Cal, Ill dump shit and Ill pump shit 
Got a dope line and a coke line and they dumb rich 
Got young niggas, they dread heads and they dumb rich 
Got a bad bitch she from outta town, she dumb thick 
And I fuck with her cause she dont hit my line with that dumb shit 
And when I call her shell hit the block, she dump shit 
She bring the bread, she come back and then count it right 
She know the type, I dont fuck around with that appetite 
Got a bad bitch with long hair, she from Agatite 
I love that cause she fuck me up and she suck it right 
Like Fat Gleesh, I fuck that and then I cuff that 
These niggas mad cause Im success and they suspect 
Im a ride down with that cannon out and Ima rush that 
My shit showing, got a white T, dont tuck that 
Bitch, who the fuck want war, ride down 
Im on FrontStreet with them cannons out and Ill spaz out 
You kill mine, Ima kill yours, I spaz out 
Im a ride out to your hideout and Ima spaz out 
Im a ride out to your hideout and let them guys out 
They gon hit the block with them .40 Cal, we gon fry it out 
We potato niggas, yall bitch niggas, yall fries out 
Better watch out bitch, Ima das- dash out 
Got twenty thou in my pocket finna spend that on a outfit 
Im dumb rich, got a gun with two hundred shots in it 
Got a Audi truck and a beamer truck, nigga, no its not rented 
Pair of Robin jeans with them rubies on them with a lot of knots in em 
Got two phantoms, two mansions, lot of thots in em 
Got trap spots with big guap, but no Im not in em 
These hoes looking for a baby, nigga, I dont let a drop hit em 
Who the fuck want war, Blood Money got a lot of shots with him 
And a lot of guns with him 
Kill a lot of opps with it 
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He thought he was, Im smoking drugs
Im in the club, I spend a dub
Then get it back, its just like that
Chief Sosa flex, get hit with that TEC
Got a hundred shots, fifty shots in this Glock
Boy, dont get popped, Tadoe got that mop
We sweep you up, scoop up your bitch
Im gon fuck her because I am rich
Hit Johnny Dang, 20K for my chain
20K for my ring, 20K for my thing
100K for my car, I dont pay for no thot
I dont pay for no top, Chief Sosa got guap
Spent thirty in Saks just the other day
And that was on the squad, everyone but me
And thats Glo Gang, niggas know what we bang
Niggas know where we hang, niggas know we keep things
She wanna fuck, she thought she was
I only want top, cause Im thottied up
She wanna get in the club, be V.I.P.d up
She thought she was, you off these drugs?
You wanna hug? Wanna suck my nuts?
Wanna tote my guns? Wanna blow my gun?
Is you gon hit or is you gon miss, little bitch?
Cause I cant fuck with no nothin ass bitch, little bitch
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