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letra de mitch - dem boyz from the wood

[hook]
money got me controlled now
money got me controlled
see him on the block, money control ’em
n-ggas at the top, money control ’em
even at the bottom, money got us sick
every motherf-cker wanna go out rich
every motherf-cker just wanna be mitch
every motherf-cker just wanna be mitch

[verse 1: yawnyell]
everybody wanna be rich, that’s the motto
i mean my parents play the lotto
every f-ckin’ b-tch wanna walk like they models
i love fried chicken, man, i’m in it for the roscoes
that coco, for the low low
yo, ot gotta try sanchoco
n-gga going super sayian, n-gga acting goku
if a bad b-tch walk by i’ll approach you
if you got jokes, n-gga, i will roast you
me and my n-ggas on the rise like we own you
my fault, my n-gga, acting c-cky
it’s so true, n0body can’t stop me, ah

[verse 2: adonis]
i been hustlin’, hustlin’ yeah
making sure i got that for the customers
hustlin’ hustlin’, yeah
making sure i keep it really potent, bruh
hustlin’ hustlin’, yeah
like i’m up on my last dime, i
make sure i keep it polished, ready to demolish
like an og do his nine, why?
am i on my slim shady all the f-cking time?
new flows every time i go, you will never know
up until it’s crunch time, grind everything i know
you only get one shot so do not miss your time to blow

[hook]

[verse 3: richie lo]
fiesta, turned to fiasco
like lupe, n-gga, i’m a rascal
like liu kang, kicks to your backbone
strapped down, one shot, down to your ankles
slaves to the game, got you walking in shankles
blazed off that wax, i ain’t talking no candle
your feet on thin ice, get ready to dangle
the devil likes dancing, get ready to tango
yeah, n-gga, we the kings at most
champagne in my gl-ss, everyday i toast
and the green keep me lit like i’m chromatose
and i wish i’d come down from this overdose
but i can’t and so what, man, i’m happy i’m up
you n-ggas is down and you ran outta luck
we got all the gas, you just ran outta trucks
we coming for gold, you just in the for the bucks

[verse 4: suspect jay]
working like a n-gga never had sh-t
working i done turned it to a habit
can’t quit, all these m-th-f-ckas toe tagging
word to a$ap, i’mma get money addict
i was on the grind all times, word to moms
in the studio six months time like a least
9 times outta 10 n-ggas speak to police
be hidden all times, all my n-ggas lowkey
really ’bout the hustle, if you want it you could test it
got god as my witness, you could see it on my necklace
i’m getting everybody anybody in my presence
all my n-ggas know i got ’em, hit my 347

[hook]

- dem boyz from the wood

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