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It's The Money/Fake ID Interlude

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Now it's the money that make

This here world round'

And it's the money that make

You wanna lay niggas down

And it's the money that make

You and your best buddy fight

But when you ain't got shit everything is tight

Cause it's the money that make

You wanna flex for them hoes

And it's the money thats keepin'

Your nose full of that blow

And it's the money that make you

Think that you bulletproof

But niggas 'll do what it takes just to come up on loot

I came in this thang a little short on

Change

All I had was a dime couple rhymes

And my name

Tryin' to get in where I fit stuck in this red dirt

Plannin' a way to get this money but

I can't get no work

See some niggas live and some niggas die

I was hip to the game can't let no time fly by

And though it's the money that make

You wanna shine

But believe it's the money that make

You want mine

Now n***a for real got to pay them bills

Money got you f**ked up lay em' down for his

But homeboy still you ain't even came up

The same way you got it see your

Ass gonna get stuck

Thats tought from me straight from a young buck

If your shoes ain't tied then you bound to trip up

This money here is a dangerous

Weapon never get attached

You'd better count your blessin's n***a

Now it's the money

That make this here world round'

And it's the money

That make you wanna lay niggas down

And it's the money that

Make you and your best

Buddy fight

But when you ain't got shit

Everything is tight

Cause it's the money that make

You wanna flex for them hoes

And it's the money thats keepin'

Your nose full of that blow

And it's the money that make you

Think that you bulletproof

But niggas 'll do what it takes just

To come up on loot

Uh ever since them first red and

Black Jordans

Till' when you couldn't get nothin'

For that little girl that you were courtin'

And done always been bout' how

Much paper you got

That money can get you a

Little twat if you

Ain't gettin' off your rock

That money can make you or break you

Them police shake you

Cause your ridin'

Big-boy six hundred

Like a n***a ain't supposed

To have nuttin'

Thats worth a lil' somethin'

The reason niggas gettin'

Chickens in and

Kickin' in doors

Flippin' Jags and Burbans

Living life dirty

You gotta get it in the only

Way you know how

Whether you click-click-pow

Or you delivering flowers

Let the bullet rain showers on the

n***a who you know got that flow

Then took his ass straight out the

Door for a few G's

A couple of Oz's and now

You broke next week

Them little green court papers'll

Get you caught up in capers

Gone sour money got niggas

Dying by the hour

Now it's the money that

Make this here world round'

And it's the money that make you

Wanna lay niggas down

And it's the money that make you

And your best buddy fight

But when you ain't got shit

Everything is tight

Cause it's the money that make you

Wanna flex for them hoes

And it's the money thats keepin'

Your nose full of that blow

And it's the money that make you

Think that you bulletproof

But niggas 'll do what it takes just

To come up on loot

Now is it me or is it that you

Can't take it like a man

And stand in these streets and

Hold your own like a man

And man ain't it sad that your

Man hud hid) and ran

From the time you started talkin'

That shit just like a man

So do what you can cause see you

Lookin' kinda shawt'

Cause indeed you

Gone bleed on your

Knees for now you've lost

In this maze tryin' to

Find another way

Just to escape all them filthy ways

So shake it off and shake

It loose just

As I've come to say

This ain't no dream as you

Gleam just

As you cross between

Them foolish things for

That ol' green

Got you seein' things

So what you mean its the

Money that

Got you in this thang

From gettin' squirreled for a buck

Out in this world

Now it's the money that

Make this here world round'

And it's the money that

Make you wanna lay niggas down

And it's the money that make

You and your best buddy fight

But when you ain't got shit

Everything is tight

Cause it's the money that make

You wanna flex for them hoes

And it's the money thats keepin

' your nose full of that blow

And it's the money that make

You think that you bulletproof

But niggas 'll do what it takes

Just to come up on loot

Now it's the money that

Make this here world round'

And it's the money that

Make you wanna lay niggas down

And it's the money that

Make you and your best buddy fight

But when you ain't got shit

Everything is tight

Cause it's the money that make

You wanna flex for them hoes

And it's the money thats keepin'

Your nose full of that blow

And it's the money that make you

Think that you bulletproof

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