Money Don't Fall Out The Sky-Quanie Cash

歌手 : Quanie Cash
专辑 : Tha Real Testimony
语种 : 英语
时长 : 03:42

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TXT Money Don't Fall Out The Sky-Quanie Cash 文本歌词

Money Don't Fall Out The Sky - Quanie Cash
Young Buck Quanie Cash and Gutter Boy
N**ga we come to tell all you broke n**gaz
Yo chose stash on get your cash on n**ga
Ain't no telling when this motherf**ka 'bout to blow
And these motherf**kers running around here with nothing in their pocket
Not me n**ga
This sh*t don't grow on trees
Now if I sitted on my a**
I wouldn't be sitting on this cash
Come outside the club
Legs is cocked up on the grass
Smoking pounds of this skunk
While you rolling dime bags
I just laugh
'Cuz some of these n**gaz out here love doing bad
Ask any motherf**ker 'bout TIP
Totally Independent Pimping in uh GS3
Keep on jacking off that money
You'll never see uh key
I know n**gaz 53
Still out here selling d
Priest told me from the jump
Never go and get that cheese
D Tay went and got the pump
Now where creeping while you sleep
Gangbang slang cane whatever just maintain
Listen man
There's a million n**gaz doing the same thang
Plain Jane sipping syrup while the BG playing
I'm all in your lane in this 99 Sudan
So when a n**ga put them daytons on
That's when the hatings on
B**ch get some money
What 'cha you n**gaz waiting on
This sh*t they call money
Don't fall out the sky
You got to be a go getter n**ga ride or die
Ready to take chances f**k death for jail
'Cuz real thugs shed blood
And they hard to kill
Listen this sh*t they call money
Ain't fall out the sky
You got to be a go getter n**ga ride or die
Ready to take chances f**k death for jail
'Cuz real thugs shed blood
And they hard to kill
If I sit around waiting
Of these world of payment
I'ma get it how I live or die
Trying to make it a chance I'll take it
If it's worth it 'cuz I'm all about money
My name speaks for itself
I'ma let them others keep fronting
I keep my keys coming
'Cuz I'ma motherf**king thug
And I keep my heat busting
Ain't no love from my slugs
Use to sever underground now as real as on top
But if a n**ga broke
I ain't scared to get back on there on the block
Running from cops and jumping
Out of automobiles
'Cuz I'm dirty
I ain't trying to go back to jail and that's real
N**gaz get they hands out like money be falling out the sky
If it is I wonder where be at when I'm outside
I put in work for this sh*t
I did dirt for this sh*t
I hurt for this sh*t what 'cha mean I don't deserve this
I'm fulgent my sh*t n**ga 'cuz mines is splurge
I'm a bottom boy go getta n**ga f**k what 'cha heard
N**ga this sh*t they call money
Ain't going to fall out the sky
You got to be a go getta n**ga ride or die
Ready to take chances f**k death for jail
'Cuz real thugs shed blood
And they hard to kill
Look this sh*t they call money
Ain't fall out the sky
You got to be a go getta n**ga ride or die
Ready to take chances f**k death for jail
'Cuz real thugs shed blood
And they hard to kill
I can Shogun in a bottom or I can Shogun in Harlem
I Shoguns at a problems squeeze triggers and solve
The h** they love us to death
And the copper can't stand us
'Cuz I sell more chickens
Then motherf**king Colonel Sanders
FBI trying to kill us with the ray guns and cameras
The only block all they saw was thugs with braids and bandanas
If selling d**e was boxing
I'll be the greatest of all time
See the n**gaz in my click
And b**ch we all shine
We all tote 9's I was born to be the king
This n**ga was moving birds so I had to clip his wings
Now I'm driving top drops
Sporting flints and rings and things
At the club they say my name
Hoes where sure the skirts came
Ain't no shame in my game
I was born to ball
Yo trying to play me glock pop guns born to ball
Born to brawl when ya n**gaz was born to stall
What you make in a week
Is what I spend at the mall
N**ga this sh*t they call money
Ain't going to fall out the sky
You got to be a go getta n**ga ride or die
Ready to take chances f**k death for jail
'Cuz real thugs shed blood
And they hard to kill
Boy this sh*t they call money sure don't fall out the sky
You got to be a go getta n**ga ride or die