Представляем точный текст композиции "Cash Money Niggaz" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста B. Gizzle . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Cash Money Niggaz» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую B. Gizzle передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
B. Gizzle - "Cash Money Niggaz"
Lyrics to Cash Money Niggaz : Verse 1: (B.G.) Money makin is my thing A mill is what Im tryin to reach Good shit to my peeps is what the fuck I preach Baby Gangsta is my title Al Kapone is my idile To protect and serve I roll with my assault rifle Jack niggaz for nothin less than a quarter key Take hits on buster niggas..... startin at five Gs Oh, Im the young nigga dressed in black on black With glocks to mack in the hoop in dis black on black Spillin brains aint nothin but a thang to me Sellin cane and fame aint nothin but a thang to me When you see the B.G. I run wit all real niggas Valence and Magnolias It list nothing but trill niggas And we get ill, tryin pay the bills, nigga Use the skills to hustlin to make a mill nigga For information were beachin to make you squeel nigga Dont spill, we use the index finger to kill nigga How u feel gettin caught up in my paper chase Ya feel the deal gettin caught up in my paper chase Go out the way for my pockets to be nice and fat I tote that K for my pockets to be nice and fat Picture a nigger from uptown wit a million Actin bad, buyin motherfuckin buildins Get out the way or give your cash to me You see, I bring heat backed up by B.G. Young niggas gettin busy Totin Ks like it aint nothin Uptown niggas buckin like it aint nothin Baby given coke to the young soldiers I told ya we takin over Knockin heads off shoulders Think you boulder cause you older, but Im colder With the trigger Ill run all over ya Niggas talkin yat and stuff Wan be rough, but Ima see if you can back it up Wan be tough Lets take to a triller level Lets get iller like a guerilla On the killer level Just fuck wit me thats all Im wishin Ima dust ya Because I know youre softer than whoopie cushion I be dishin clips in and out like a ''' cat Come from the back in black Ready t-t-to attack-tack Ill leave ya flat, nigga (Chorus) 1,2,3 3,2,1 Cashmoney Niggas got the biggest guns Its like the hip to the hop The glock to the hip You best rush home For you get bust on....skip Verse 2: (Turk) Im tryin to be cool in this game This shits nothin nice Play wit niggas dese days Theyll leave yo body cold as ice But I say fuck em all My ball never fall Five feet eight inches tall My back against the wall All I do is fuck hoes I got dreams to make a mill Like them niggas in the nolia The hustlin skills pays my bills But still keep my hand on my glock just in case Niggas tryna plot seventeen shots gonna stop The many tracks and thats a fact Leavin niggas on they back Bitches play goin get smacked Espicially if I dont disrespect you And you disrespect me Ima have to show ya That Im out that fuckin M-a-g(Magnolia) Im keepin it real wit my click, 226 Smoke weed, hit P, get a lil dizzy Take sips off daquiries Ridin five-hundreds Benz across town Me, Duga, and B gettin to down Actin wild, three young niggers Dont mind pullin the fuckin trigger Baby:Thats the return of the trill as niggers Verse 3: (Bullet) Livin uptown you gots to flight Get down and take it like High School ''''' And Ill be finish over night 28 grams and its on The make me four gs strong Young ballers stay shop '''' and ''' Hoes on my bones I bust a nut and I quit Lil '' be my click Back to this gangsta shit Im movin six tryin to get rich Do my third to bricks Now where I lay my head at Small baller beleive that Thats why I get paid at Off some silver '' Dressed in black Wit two gats a glock and mac You gots to play it like that ''' '' and dem sacs Snatchin grounds or get jacked Now grab that thing and bust back I got some killers on my team out that S.T.P. Dugie, Nautice, Goldface, and J.B. '' broke out a house ''''''' ''' ''''' s-t tryna get my nose dirty (Chorus)2x (Manny and Baby talk till end) [ Cash Money Niggaz Lyrics ]
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