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letra de blood money - black rain ent.

[intro: t-rock talking]
blood money (i see ya)
it’s a trip what n-ggas do to get they hands on it
(what would you do for it?)
what n-ggas do to keep it (aha)
n-gga live fast for a pocket full of blood money
ya heard me (once you got it it’s gone)
after sics, club house cl1ck
area 51 in this motherf-cker

[hook: t-rock] 2x
a n-gga serve for a pocket full of blood money
out on the curb with a pocket full of blood money
we live fast for a pocket full of blood money
n-ggas’ll blast for a pocket full of blood money

[verse 1: t-rock]
i been through alotta sh-t
grindin’ with heartless n-ggas who pop a b-tch
dollars get dealers in office next to the politics
(?) n-ggas, caucasians and even eses
from corner to cartel, status and half a decade
witness the evolution of a n-gga never losin’
i complete the power movement with every single execution
the money i possess is polluted with red residue
from n-ggas who violated the game i had to execute
ain’t no quarter on it for criminal stack (?) for
… comin’ in business n-ggas (?) for, resentful
you never know what you could be in for
that’s why i’m kami kaze and ready to let the pin go
and blow blazing the spot like a blunt of indo
send yo spirit to jesus and watch the wind blow
people rob, slang ‘caine, smoke to maintain
cause the money make a n-gga do alotta strange thangs

[verse 2: ii tone]
ain’t no time for second guessin’
askin’ questions ’bout some dumb sh-t
million ways to murder been a mobber with da crime cl1ck
still hustle, still thuggin’, gang got a litte sl1cker
started off small time, now i do it big n-gga
stubborn than a motherf-cker, never go without a fight
forty get the poppin’ and it’s f-ckin’ up your whole life
observers all around ya, tryin’ to watch ya like a hoe
what i’m – what i’m gettin’ in, what a – what a n-gga (?)
cause i got seven deadly sin and like my n-gga in the pen
death m-ss on yo -ss, dumpin’ bodies in the trash
money and the ruger, evil, but i’m tryin’ to see the light
stacks on deck any come tryin’ to catch a flight
my advisory scary cause ii tone off the chain
no remorse, i don’t see it in my heart for ya mane
cause the end of the world, i can see it coming near
so i’m standin’ in the black rain, never shed a tear

[verse 3: lord infamous]
(?) and fitties, twenties, tens, fives
keep my cocaine in a (?) when i’m ridin’, gettin’ high
dough currency sponsor, (?) conquered
cold as the tundra, milli mill monster
wet you like a sauna, b-tch you a goner
better get my funds up, brains on the furniture
f-ckin’ with the punisher, pimp my f-ckin’ money up
osama bin laden embalm and bombing ya
how much money have you brought? get yo skull sawed off
-ss on the asphalt, caught by the tomahawk
loco full of luciano, green hoe got gamble
guap, chopper filled with ammo, trick i’m on a paper scramble
green (?) like camouflage, you can’t dodge the hammer
scanda-lous, gamble l-st, ammo thrust, in god we trust
blood stains on the money – currency of infamous

- black rain ent

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