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Young Roddy
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Money Feat. Smoke DZA
[Verse 1:Young Roddy] And I'm waiting on my come-up, still waiting on my come-up Told homie 'Put the gun down my nigga why don't you try to learn something?' Told homie 'Fuck a handout why don't you try to earn something?' What I eat don't [?]so I don't owe the motherfucker nothing But they keep on testing my fate, keep on testing my fate Like everytime a nigga [?]hear another homie got sprayed I ain't going back to that trap life I'm like no how no way My granny always pray she hope that no trouble come my way But it's hard not to kill niggas,so hard to kill niggas Spitta told me don't spit up clowns go hard on a bitch nigga All I got is my word, my hood, good sense and Jet Life my player I used to [?]while up the block them niggas was killing And I sure don't know what's that sober but I bet it ain't nothing serious Niggas throw crosses up in my city, nothing but coffins up in my city But if you ask me them niggas bugging My uncle taught me how to get that money
[Hook: Young Roddy] Let's get that money, gotta get that money Gotta get that money, let's get that money Let's get that money, gotta get that money Gotta get that money, let's get that money
[Verse 2: Smoke DZA] I'm naturally cool that's what most of them lack It ain't bout where you from it's where you at George Kush, I wrote the hustler's manual front to back They call it the trap because we trapped Can't get out, work homie, bagging up with my hombres Busting moves in that Hond-ay, burn the city down like Pompay All day, no shame but they acknowledge it Fuck your block I might buy that shit, Charles Rangel hood politics They pop alot of shit but who really getting ends? You spend your time on the internet nigga I just spend And through all that chitter chat I look at Billboards like where these niggas at? Constantly gotta remind these niggas, social networks the only place you find these niggas I'm a King of my city, I'm a king all across the nation It's [?]nigga, we the never die cooperation Pop more shit nigga bout getting change before Obama was in office Everyday I never offer, back to the money bet you morphed this
[Hook: Young Roddy]
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