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3X Krazy - "Thug Money"
Lyrics to Thug Money : (feat. Richie Rich) [Ager Man & Bart] Mobb life mutha fucka! (Its Mobbin life) Eh man is this that Blunt Funk' (That One Step Beyond bombation shit) Yeah. (You know what Im sayin' 3 Times mutha fuckin Krazy nigga! Where the fuckin money'! Where the fuckin money nigga'! (Blunt Funk entertainment. You know what Im sayin bitch') [Verse 1: Bart of 3X Krazy] I hits the block walk wit a Tech a zip in my pocket 350 rocket to get up out of the cases move, get away cleanest if the po-pos try to beat us for the funk wont leave you breathin Ive been married since a fetus 3 Tia fo Lia! (3 Times for life) The 100 blocks got it sewed put your lips in my business and get them mutha fuckas mowed my game is to be sold no suckas when I roll you comin at me crazy juss to get yo lips swole like pop gum givin up lumps and bumps so Im non-stop when I dumpin hot ones out the drop pull around and get you mopped put the Mobb against a series of haters tied up in a knot wit instigators start speakin fo playas I got my front porch sewed up the feds chasin through the back roots, cuts an stretch I got no time for no patience Keek hittin fences A-G bailin through the trees I was keyed so its basic that you make it on your tees nigga! Uh. [Chorus: 3X Krazy x4] The Thug Money the drug money the mud money, bet yo blood, and its stuff under the rug money. [Verse 2: Ager Man of 3X Krazy] Smokin some of that green dope smashin through the East 5-0 couldnt even catch where I was in the Chevy wit hella speed hopped up out my vehic seen cops hidin in the trees slapped my mutha fuckin Mac-10 cuz them P.D.s they will bleed in my back pocket is a Radio Shack C.B. watchin my back be lil Steve, signal me when they leave cuz niggas aint goin down no mo for the 9-6 fuck the 4 fuck off fully both of they doe wit nitro gas for the murda show get to they shop, and hit the back door some of you niggas dont really know real killas dont need a, 4-4 to make that niggas, head blow put bombs in his pick up I bet yall niggas wont see him no mo cuz when that mutha fucka blow no come back, everybody gonna go. [Verse 3: Keek Tha Sneek of 3X Krazy] For the Thug Money they jack a nigga for nothin I be leavin you dead in the alley this kill a 5-0 Cali for the 9-6 these woody-wood all in my mix bust a nigga upside his head for arguin wit a bitch I think Im tired of these woodies so I gathered up a million niggas and burned them Big Willies Straps! I need to find some fullys and a gang that is sure to clean your crowd pistol let off repeated immediatey black and white drop ridin through the spot and tryin to stop my flow, cash so I gotta get that ass they radioed a rigg up so Im on feet like ''' plus Im a getaway tell the crew, put my shit away change my description and fired up a C.F.A. crooked cop came I-LL-A everythang went on thugs in the O-A fuckin K they, know the A they ended D the enemy and these house niggas, and peckerwoods harrassin me so Im harrassin back hot on the roof top wit my gat Fuckin blast it! Splat! Suspect he dressed in black I left em layin flat ghetto bird dont know where Im at tucked under and sneakin on another fuckin task money. [Chorus x4] [Verse 4: Richie Rich] From the cradle to the gravin misbehavin like a fuckin stowaway trunk full of throw-aways Glocks Techs APs Macs fuck wit ol skool Richie Rich you get you ass taxed nigga Hitler was a killer Frank War was a mack for all my years in the game I got so many gats nigga its for the race war dont wanna face more niggas than I can handle blowin em out like candles have you ever seen a nigga work a thirty-eight for the, drug money to stuff under the rug money Rich and 3 Times niggas thought it wrong its Blunt Funk for the scratch once again its on I hate to kill, but I will for the skrill into my section, for the leathal injection AK-47, hundred round gas-aholic smokin these clips and cant call it Nigga! [Chorus x4] Nigga! [ Thug Money Lyrics ]
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