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letra de mpr - nuk & glockboyz teejaee

[intro]
this country, you gotta make the money first
then when you get the money, you get the power
then when you get the power, then you can— (bangthatsh-t)

[verse 1: glockboyz teejaee]
n-gga, money, power and respect, live by it, die by it
on the east smokin’ opp pack, this sh-t is top notch
man, rip your homie, brodie left him like a vet with his top [?]
man, n-ggas rookies, i’m a vet’, i’ll make it rain and have the block hot
like a sauna, i ain’t talkin’ ’bout no bands when i say we ride with combos
i got a smirk on the k, but he really about them problеms
i go beserk with the k, with thе cannon, man, i be robbin’
first you get the money, then you get the power
sh-t, we got both and still’ll make a n-gga go ghost with them choppers
i don’t know who the opps, ain’t never seen ’em like osama
man, rip my n-gga cove, he had a jumper like black mamba
man, it be cold, we be tom faces right, money and power, these hoes know me now
i got a can, do my thing, n-gga, the show’ll stop
n-ggas sayin’ it’s my time, the police like, “no, it’s not”
ain’t fightin’ another case, i’m out on bond right now
n-gga, try to do my thing in that mercedes, flipped the whip, the roof was on the ground
i told my b-tch bity too hot, move to the east or somethin’
man, leavin’ n-ggas suited up in church, where the easter bunny?
n-gga, money and power, that’s like the best drug
n-gga gotta be best friends with the plug, that’s like the best love
you’d never know when we comin’, you better vest up, tryna stretch somethin’
man, like i’m fieldin’ for the mets, i’m tryna catch somethin’
[verse 2: nuk]
b-tches like to drool when they see me, it’s money and masi
i got more respect in these streets than money and power
i got so much power in these streets, i’m done with the violence
i got so much money in these streets, i come with advisors
i ain’t get a bag from the n-gga, the decimals changed
i be in there birdman whippin’, put respect on my name
i put dope up in they veins, whip it early, get us paid
f-ck around and start a breakfast club, but not like charlamagne
i’m gettin’ too much pape’ for hoes, they wanna cry ’bout me
i don’t play about respect ’cause i’d die ’bout it
.223s, drac’, fmjs, two four-fives and a couple 9s
that’s for all these disrespectful n-ggas that be droppin’ fives
i got money and money and power, power, respect
i had brodie in there cookin’ ’til he passed out with the ‘rex
they got they bodies twitchin’ after they shoot it, look like tourette’s
we back ot with it, movin’ and groovin’, back in effect
i watched n-ggas that’s like rich and poor and not n-ggas like me
y’all ain’t tryna know the family biz, y’all n-ggas like zeek
hurryo, bugalo, pusha t, southwest t
i was watchin’ any n-gga that was tryna flip a b
n-ggas better woop when i woop, and that’s on the set
i’d make these n-ggas spell it out to me, now that’s respect
if i really want some power, i’d do it with the tec
if i really want some money, i move husky in the lex’
not no lexus, that’s lexington
i’m boogey, it get scary for these n-ggas just like exorcist

- nuk glockboyz teejaee

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