letra de money talks - jt the bigga figga, the commissiona & messy marv
[chorus]
money talk and bullsh-t walk
every n-gga got a price when they seein the beef boy
if you ain’t up on game then you still in the dark
keep your business to yourself and keep your g’s on the ball
[verse 1: jt the bigga figga]
burner gloves hanging out my levi’s
of course of nine, skirting through traffic
when major factors and stackers and climb
cause we think we global, tax accounting on my mobile
conversation with my cousin fleewood in minnesota line on hold
steady steal the hook, time ain’t gone
talking me to all in the book
i was in and out of wales, four door with the mail
a thousand big faces and a hundred thousand in the garbage pail
belting is in and out of lanes like we always do
bring the car full of k!llas, i thought you knew
pop the choke to position with the burners on
and watching out for ghetto jackers in this danger zone
semi autos with extended, plus the penns foul
this ain’t no stoop in a movie, n-ggas being wack
money talk and bullsh-t walk
every n-gga got a price when they seein the beef boy, check down
[chorus]
money talk and bullsh-t walk
every n-gga got a price when they seein the beef boy
if you ain’t up on game then you still in the dark
keep your business to yourself and keep your g’s on the ball
money talk and bullsh-t walk
every n-gga got a price when they seein the beef boy
if you ain’t up on game then you still in the dark
keep your business to yourself and keep your g’s on the ball
[verse 2: the commisiona]
money come and go, recognize the name d4
tryna make a dolla, if ya holla, show me the dough
get low, sporting tommy hill and the field
n-gga you knowin about the script, keepin it real
never change, i’m only out for big bucks and stompin’ down doors
see who’s brown nose, all my paper keep it down low
cause i’m a top of baby balla the slap shot calla
game and flip pain, money, get fame, sell them chain section
i bet that she know that the gambinos gambling in casino, playin keno
i’m a scrilla scratch maker, the vote is tha commissiona
all about my paper, certified major
[verse 3: messy marv]
my presence of a n-gga thugged out and going sincins
walking through the parking lot, letting the door bell ring
running the n-ggas spots, let the glock get your tonsils
and skirt off in the drop and get your clowning like a ponzo
hanging out my window, let the block burn down
respect before the sess, i ain’t no 1990s turnout
had to take him for a best, what makes you think i ain’t gon roll out
you sure you bout the knockout and let the cropper roll out
my cream stay sold out and it’s driving n-gga hold out
got a chinese ak, fully auto man and folds out
it might f-ck around and turn your perm into a blowout
it might f-ck around and leave you squirming on the flow out
[chorus]
money talk and bullsh-t walk
every n-gga got a price when they seein the beef boy
if you ain’t up on game then you still in the dark
keep your business to yourself and keep your g’s on the ball
you know
money talk and bullsh-t walk
every n-gga got a price when they seein the beef boy
if you ain’t up on game then you still in the dark
keep your business to yourself and keep your g’s on the ball
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