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Текст песни Big Pokey f H.A.W.K., Lyrical 187 - Cash

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(*talking*)Yeah (yeah), H-A-dub-K (H-A-dub-K)The Hardest Pit in the Litter, they been waiting on this hereBroke niggaz, get somewhere, cash rulesEverything around us, understand me, what[Big Pokey]Cash rules everything around me, I`m a grimy niggaPatience is a virtue, I call it timing niggaI get 4 G`s around me, 14 for crimingOn the phone my dope is ice, I`m 14 and dimingI`m on ladder stairs climbing, fatigue ain`t nothing but army clothesI know my win right, I gotta keep grindingAs long as my figgas is climbing, I`m bout my pay-dayI get mine wrapped, either the yay-way or the AK-way dogI`m a hood nigga, I`m getting it how I live andPay my ties, so I get it back how I giveNow they wanna hound me, majors wanna sign meNiggaz say they love me, but I think they wanna down meY`all know where to find me, swimming in moneyCinnamon honey 600`s, linen and honeysI got mo` raps than mummies, I`m trying to get a car barI got mines for sale, who wanna bar raw[Hook - 2x]Cash rules everything around meDeep in the slums of the South, is where you`ll find meUse to try to clown me, didn`t hang around meNow that I`m rich, all these hoes wanna hound me[H.A.W.K.]Cash rule everything, from lump sums to petty changeFrom who-do`s with bang, to big rims on a RangeI`m true to this game, like Michael Jordan is the hangsI will do anything, to satisfy my hunger painNow way back in the game, nobody gave H.A.W.K. propsRolled around in drop tops, and pass me up at the bus stopNow thanks to hip-hop, I`m in a drop top playing hop scotchI hit a switch and the trunk pops, and bleed y`all day blockFor Fat Pat I won`t stop, until the world body rocksAnd retail shops and mom and pop`s, all H.A.W.K. is sold outFor all those who had doubts, look how I turned outOn Yokohamas I burn out, know what I`m tal`n boutGetting cash is in me, I`m trying to get that BentleyI want quarters nickels dimes, and I`ll even take penniesNow they green with envy, and I want `em all to knowMoney over everything, even that busted hoe[Hook - 2x][Lyrical 187]Strapped with heat, to knock the dragon off his feetTake his iron, burn my name up in the streets90 days 3-65, the grind don`t never stopNiggaz still out here hustling, niggaz still bleed the blockCan`t quit we stay paid, kids gotta eat dailyCircle through big figgas, skeet me up the highwaysY`all said I`d never make it, I stay put it on your graveTill I die I`m making feddy, trying to fill up a plateWith a home on the range, in the hills of SpainNaked hoes rolling doja, while I`m holding a rangeNever change, I remain to stay ready for whateverGot a brand on my chest, that`s gon be with me foreverGet paid, that`s how I was brought upNever knew how to do nothing else, so I guess I`m just stuckIn the slums in the Dirty South, trying to be a ghetto superstarWant the big macs and Bentley cars, still in the hoodStill put it down, still don`t bar[Hook - 2x]

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