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letra de flashavelli - cash hakavelli

i ran up my bag, got these n-ggas mad
you hatin on money, go getchu some bands
i look in da mirror like boy you da man
how u you turn nothin′ to something that fast
i was racing to da money like flash
i was thumbin through da hunnits so fast
i cut a 9 turned it to a half
i got a knot, turned it to a bag
ran up my bag, got these n-ggas mad
you hatin on money, go getchu some bands
i look in da mirror like boy you da man
how u you turn nothin’ to something that fast
i was racing to da money like flash
i was thumbin through da hunnits so fast
i cut a 9 turned it to a half
i took a knot, turned it to a bag
i took ya b-tch turned her to worker
i took the the zip turned it to pound
turned my old head house to a trap
i had them juggs runnin in and out
i took a ball n turn it to weight
i had to ball for n-ggas to hate
i had to charge 30 for a 8th
while n-ggas was takin 7 for a quate
i had to cut off a bunch of my old hoes i ain′t need the drama in my life
i had to cut off a bunch of you broke n-ggas, all i see is commas in my sight
i had to sleep in da car at night
i had to jugg for diapers and whipеs
now it’s champagne n steak on a flight
they just hatin cuz thеy bag ain’t right

i ran up my bag, got these n-ggas mad
you hatin on money, go getchu some bands
i look in da mirror like boy you da man
how u you turn nothin′ to something that fast
i was racing to da money like flash
i was thumbin through da hunnits so fast
i cut a 9 turned it to a half
i got a knot, turned it to a bag
ran up my bag, got these n-ggas mad
you hatin on money, go getchu some bands
i look in da mirror like boy you da man
how u you turn nothin′ to something that fast
i was racing to da money like flash
i was thumbin through da hunnits so fast
i cut a 9 turned it to a half
i took a knot, turned it to a bag
i took a work check, got some work wit it then i got to workin on dem bands, n-gga
work work work work work, you could smell the powder on my hands
you could smell the money all through my pants
same n-ggas hatin really be fans
trying to rob me for these racks not a chance
i got that choppa for you n ya mans
yea i turned nothin’ to something
look at dat boy how he stunting
n-ggas ain′t trappin they fronting
said these n-ggas be cappin for nothin
i put yo main b-tch in a super 8, turned ya housewife to a hoe n-gga
said it take money to go to war, n-ggas can’t afford no smoke n-gga (yea)

- cash hakavelli

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