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letra de get my money up - hoodrich pablo juan & drugrixh pe$o

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[intro: hoodrich pablo juan]
yeah, man, real sh-t, n-gg-
mony powr rspt, n-gg-
i’ll never trade all my n-gg-s, n-gg-
wasn’t raised like that, n-gg-

[chorus: hoodrich pablo juan]
fendis, cartiers and buscemis on
feel like a ball player with the louis vuitton
can’t make a run without my gun
i’m just kicking back, letting blessings come
these n-gg-s don’t even know what the f-ck they hating on
young n-gg- came from the slum, i ain’t used to have sh-t, n-gg-, not a crumb
we ain’t have no food when it wasn’t ramadaan
raised up on candler, where i get my game from
i treat my n-gg-s like we got the same mom
i just hit the studio and brainstorm
i’m just trying to get my money up
i’m just trying to get my money up
i’m just trying to get my money up
i just wanna run my money up

[verse 1: drugrixh hect]
down bad on my d-ck
i ain’t even have a crumb
drugrixh came from nothing
stayed down, then i came back with a big bomb
serving panda express like i’m king kong
percs and the cookies, you know what i’m on
country n-gg- came in quick and he gon’ stay down for my blessing
got a quick draw with the smith & wesson
gotta watch out for n-gg-s, these n-gg-s be telling
on the bullsh-t, but i’m still the dealer
heard the hood dime bag n-gg- turned on they man
hopped out the whip, put the chopper on my close friend
drugrixh, b-tch, i hate the middleman
hundred bags came in the trash can
come get it quick, man, this sh-t going fast, man

[chorus: hoodrich pablo juan]
fendis, cartiers and buscemis on
feel like a ball player with the louis vuitton
can’t make a run without my gun
i’m just kicking back, letting blessings come
these n-gg-s don’t even know what the f-ck they hating on
young n-gg- came from the slum, i ain’t used to have sh-t, n-gg-, not a crumb
we ain’t have no food when it wasn’t ramadaan
raised up on candler, where i get my game from
i treat my n-gg-s like we got the same mom
i just hit the studio and brainstorm
i’m just trying to get my money up
i’m just trying to get my money up
i’m just trying to get my money up
i just wanna run my money up

[verse 2: drugrixh pe$o]
i came from nothing, got a big bag
went from nickels, sacks to giving f-ck n-gg-s toe tags
mony powr rspt, i just want a hundred cash
cartier frames with the gold gl-ss
kick house, whipping up the cold gl-ss
gold rags stuffed in buscemi bags
got a hundred on my neck, i don’t need flags
once i trap it, jugg it, i had to run it up
ain’t no sense in pouring a pint in the double cup
young n-gg-, better get your money up
if i’m your type of sh-t, you know we next up
you try the gang, i’ll lit the draco up
i beat on them drums, make it hiccup
i’m hired for first, deliver the dump truck
a real n-gg-, but the gun tucked

[chorus: hoodrich pablo juan]
fendis, cartiers and buscemis on
feel like a ball player with the louis vuitton
can’t make a run without my gun
i’m just kicking back, letting blessings come
these n-gg-s don’t even know what the f-ck they hating on
young n-gg- came from the slum, i ain’t used to have sh-t, n-gg-, not a crumb
we ain’t have no food when it wasn’t ramadaan
raised up on candler, where i get my game from
i treat my n-gg-s like we got the same mom
i just hit the studio and brainstorm
i’m just trying to get my money up
i’m just trying to get my money up
i’m just trying to get my money up
i just wanna run my money up

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