文本歌词

God bless the kid, left the crib
Extra jig, 20
L's No movie but
I bought out that 2012 'Hey girl' she ignored me,
I'm like 'Honey, hell'
What up money?
I'm Cam, but
I know money well
Sniff me, that money smell, cologne juke
Chrome coupe, before towns
Killa had his own stoops
Now I'm shaving coke on an amazing boat
***** you, suck *****
I don't know what to say to folks..
Sick chain, from the 6 train
Took the 5th lane, where
I get brain
Yeah, get brain, *****t mane
I blow past em
Can't hear y'all *****s
Closed caption
Been places, spent faces
Y'all big babies, blame
Davis You ain't that one team
So come dream,
Bruce Leroy glow
Y'all need sunscreen
American greed *****t'll turn you
Into the worst type
Lock like
Madoff, die like
Kirk Wright
You'll get more dirty when
Your collar and *****rt white
Carry our dreams,
Rose wishes
The thirst life
I'm fire, you burn
Backstreet
Boy *NSYNC like
Lou Perlman
I'm the 6th member as long as the crew earn
Half the crew earnings,
I take my break
Sosa wars
I'm feeling like
Big, Harlem we back son
On stage, boxers and
Timbs Holding my plaque up
Beat knocking, red put that track up
Move 8-*****, play pool?
Well ***** rack up
Hit the white with all soda
Terrorizing the streets in the
Viper or Cobra
New Louis
Vuitton sneaks with spikes all over
Crib on some kid *****t, my
Nikes all over
Small purchase, next time
I'll re-bigger
Fitted low dark shades like
I don't see *****s
Getting dough like
I don't need *****s
Didn't know that crime pays?
Well look at
Flea *****!
Fortune 500, we read *****s
Wall Street
Journals and several
American Greed *****s
Lot of dough to be made, *****t
I agree, *****
Summertime,
True Religion jeans
Is capris *****
Julius Earving whip her:
I'm a 6er
Rucker Park mixer, with the rock
I fix ya Ball at
Bar Mitzvahs, miss is off the
Richter Ricky
Ricardo laugh at ya
Get your chicks up
Chips up,
I got a full house
Ferrari, Porsche,
I leave chicks
With a full mouth.
Ouch Cage open: who let the bull out?
I'm good out, violence and drugs
I'm what the hood about
Vado got a vision that's so raw
Say no more.
Rewind: he remind me of me in '04
Maybe it's our habitat, maddest clap
Rat-tat-tat,
I had to trap, imagine that
Lenox Ave graduate in fact
And if you seen me in the
Louis With the crew blowing
Oowee Right hand should salute me
Look here, you
Sam Bowie
Scram, Scoobie
Tan Gucci, play your part
Scary Movie