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letra de big dawg - cash kow

[intro]
(what you doing in that kitchen, boy?)
you know what the f-ck going on, yeah
gang, tkg 008, yeah
cash kow, mlb, hahaha
yeah, n-ggas

[verse 1]
no matter how long it’s gon’ take, they know i’m big dog
remember i was plugged with that pay and i was brick hoggin’
n-ggas couldn’t get up in my lane, remember ship haulin’
b-tch walkin’, up in lawrence, had a hundred strips callin’
on the strip, i was checkin’ like a biweekly payment for nine to five
i don’t think they get the point, i’m takin’ sh-t up more than just a notch
thinkin’ ’bout my n-ggas off in them cells, i hate to see ’em locked
still gotta set up shop on the daily, i had three different spots
barely see my daughter face, i can’t take it, i sip my six shot
tryna get away with a basic, you keep a six-shot
modified ar, call it jason, i keep the stick hot
i got stick hit, didn’t drop, hit the switch, he flip-flop
grabbin’ all my bread for a whole one when i made this sh-t flop
n-ggas wasn’t makin’ too much of nothin’, i had the big knots
sh-t, i’m burnin’ four or five different colors, but it ain’t bedrock
no flintstones, but it was pebbles, he got his head shot

[chorus]
street ballin’
when i shoot my shot, i’ll bust a brick, but we ain’t free ballin’
mom know i don’t leave without that stick, she know the streets callin’
baby want some time of mine, she just wanna spend with me
rather spend with bl!cky, stop my grind, i’m turnin’ up the city
might be the last of a dyin’ breed, the realest of the n-ggas
money counter round up all the cheese, it’s addin’ up the digits
this a new beginning to the end, and i still ain’t the richest
they know i’m the realest, they know i’m the biggest
[verse 2]
watched my granny die, in my eyes, she went through pain and sickness
figured i’d finish the picture, started to paint it with her
my lil’ brother dangerous, he kidnapped and he detained a witness
i wash off my ice with dove soap ’cause i don’t pay for cleansin’
opps gotta think twice, they must be broke tryna get on this rental
feel the snake slitherin’, intuition, sent lil’ bro to get him
had my b-tch trail me in the rental, used to go and get ’em
cop ’em whole, bust ’em down to half, we vacuum sealed and sent ’em
circle tighter than a rubber band when the money don’t fit it
purple got me higher than your man like a fan when i spint him
burnin’ fire, i need some more cut for the tan when i blend it
burnin’ fire, i see rubber bands when i stand in the kitchen

- cash kow

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