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C-Bo and Brother Lynch

Money, Power, Respect

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Текст песни C-Bo and Brother Lynch - Money, Power, Respect

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C-Bo, Floss B, hehe yeah money, power, respect Yeah yeah uh huh, uh huh West Coast uh huh West Coast uh huhOther side you know how we ride, uh what?[Vesre One]Oh my god, times here are so hardBaby brothers in trouble and mothers got no cardsThe oldest of the pack got to bring the food backI`m packin a magnum on one of the hottest corners, movin sacksDuckin from one-times, life in the blind got me pointin 9`sSqueezing triggers for freedom and dimesMy homie Tone caught a bullet in his chestThey said they heard he was pullin in the westRetaliation is a must that we run em downWit fully loaded high powered rifles and gun em downEveryday in my city some where someone bites the dustIf you here hope you with a city nigga you be trust[Chorus 2x]We down for Money, Power, RespectHow much you hold on yo neck?How much you roll on that Lex?[Verse Two]You know it`s crackin on the Southside so I hopped in my ReagleWith the homie Lil Stoke and ofcourse my Desert EaglesAnd it`s like an All-Star Game I mean we 10 to 1 with businessAnd we platinum down surrounded by killers sittin on switchesAin`t that a bitch? You set trip you bound to get setI`ma get my respect nigga I don`t give a fuck what town it isCuz I`ma respect yours and you gon` respect minesAnd if it ain`t correct I`ma check with the tech 9Nigga I`m a Thug Lord ask my mamaYeah these niggas got it made but they don`t want no mutha fuckin mamaNo fuckin drama, no commaAs I bounce in my rounce with a mirror on the trunk of my big black ass[Chorus 2x][Verse Three]Connect the dots I done shot through my enemies spotThen you can plot to get half of the stripes that I gotMy Chuck T`s tounges tucked, hung for the sprung clubsDuck or get struck, no luck with this young buckYoung truck, how the fuck I look in the sell stuck?Dick in a man`s hands gettin my nuts suckedI`m bossed bangin, leavin all those crossed hanginSlangin death at a high cost, that`s nina ross hanginDo, re, me, fa, so, la, say hola to the missesBow down and kiss this pistolaRun up wit ya gun up and get done upI`m one up, from sun down to sun up I ain`t givin none up[Chorus 4x]

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