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Текст песни GAME, THE - Money Over Bitches (feat. JT)

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Текст песни GAME, THE - Money Over Bitches (feat. JT)

[The Game]Huh, niggaz think they got the game sewed, yeah rightI'm air tight, fresh in them Air NikesIf the Navi outside, I might be thereBlack hoodie, black 9, black wifey airsRock guns like Caddy trunks, keep a spareYou see the lump under the Iceberg fleece and gear( )And when the beef cook, I'ma put the piece to your headAnd if you see a white truck that mean yo' sheets is deadThen I'm goin goin, back backto the block to dump the bucket and jump in the dropNiggaz know I'm good with the glock, they call me Chick HearnsCause if the game on knot, I'm callin the shotsI'll wear a shiny suit for a minute like I'm The LOXThen get gangster with a swap meet bag and a Jordan boxAnd when I die, bury me with the glock, and a bucket of shellsIn case niggaz want drama in hell[JT]Yeah, so when Compton niggaz and Fillmoe niggaz get togetherShit happens mayne; real talk from ya nigga Fig'Doin it big and don't wanna split yo' wig[Chorus: repeat 2X]I'll give you anything you ask fo' - money over bitchesTell me what'chu blast fo' - fuck around with snitchesWhat you had to smash fo' - niggaz tried to play me man(1) Anything you ask fo' - all about this Bay game(2) Anything you ask fo' - representin Bay game[JT]I be the boy with the most cabbage, pluck strings like I'm Lenny KravitzI'm in the streets where they goin savageOne, two, we dance on the rooftopLet the Coupe ghostride then we come to two stopsFigga eight'n by the corner sto'Niggarali from killer Cali you gotta let 'em knowYeahh, ya hit me on my SidekickInventory pilin up, niggaz tryin to buy shitThey got me diggin in my filesPro Tools, ADAT tapes and big soundsJumpin on a plane, jumpin out a taxi cabStackin up this fettucini now these niggaz hella mad"Fuck that nigga! He got another album on the board?"Damn right, another album on the boardFuck the bullshit, the Figgarali don't playI represent the whole Bay every motherfuckin day[Chorus][Verse Three]Count rubber band grandsI'm out big on the under, with my fam bamAnd I, hover the landsTo expand, I'm from the gutter grime and the sandNo jams the flam's all bustedThe dames want the bucks when, they see you stuffed inyour pockets, 'til they get them someBut testin my pocket, only gets you noneCause I, got a pimp mentalityThe scrubs wanna eat shrimp, and get my salaryThey ain't knowin I'm tight laced in my shoestringsHate the way I'm flowin on the mic, cause I do gleamAll types of baguettes and bezelsWe shine like life's {?} rebels2005, me and my crew just pile the potsMove like the ice loose, pimp these thangs to watch[Chorus]

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