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letra de new estate - philthy rich & toohda band$

[intro: peezy]
(david wesson)
yeah, yeah
yeah i’m f-ckin’ with g
that money ain’t filthy, need a cut

[verse 1: peezy]
ten foreigns in a lot, yeah it’s up tonight
but i ain’t come to tip, i’m tryna get a b-tch to f-ck tonight
the dj holler “boys” in this b-tch, you motherf-ckin’ right
i should’ve worn a mink, i think i got on too much f-ckin’ ice
if we ever bump heads, you know it’s up for life
don’t care if you in jail, i’ll have him stab you with a f-cking knife
it be your own people hating on you just like uncle ice
i told that n-gga stop while he ahead, now he stuck at the light
save the pint of hi-tech for the drop so i can up the price
you n-ggas still around this b-tch broke, you caught up in the hypе
i pray the feds let my n-gga go, thеy caught him with a pint
i’m down to bet it all on myself, shake and roll the dice
unc’ just put a cake on the table and i cut a slice
i had a phone jumping on my block ‘fore i jumped on a mic
the plug told me meet him in l.a., so i jumped on a flight
be careful, when you really getting cheese, you know that come with mice

[chorus: skeechy meechy]
how these n-ggas say they real? but they really fake (cap)
if you ain’t in it making m’s, then you in the way (facts)
i need five-thousand acres, this my new estate
i heard that money grow on trees, i gotta get a rake (ooh)
how these n-ggas say they real? but they really fake (cap)
if you ain’t in it making m’s, then you in the way (facts)
i need five-thousand acres, this my new estate
i heard that money grow on trees, i gotta get a rake (ooh)
[verse 2: philthy rich]
look, love me in public, hate me in private
they been flying commercial, i been flying private
this one stop texting so i had to block her
she got both numbers, had no other option
i ain’t got no time to be wasting time
seek to indict, i might be facing time
the streets know them n-ggas just hating
i was just in the streets waiting
all publicity is good publicity
last n-gga got a casket just for dissing me
i need a fader, not a friend
i’ma have it on me nine times out of ten
we call a million dollars chump change
n-ggas just was broke before that trump change
ayy, tell that b-tch to work with me and not against me
a lot of n-ggas switched sides and went against me (it’s phil)

[chorus: skeechy meechy]
how these n-ggas say they real? but they really fake (cap)
if you ain’t in it making m’s, then you in the way (facts)
i need five-thousand acres, this my new estate
i heard that money grow on trees, i gotta get a rake (ooh)
how these n-ggas say they real? but they really fake (cap)
if you ain’t in it making m’s, then you in the way (facts)
i need five-thousand acres, this my new estate
i heard that money grow on trees, i gotta get a rake (ooh)
[verse 3: toohda band$]
i heard money grown on trees, i had to chop me one
first time i seen a drac’, i had to cop me one
n-gga i’m the big dawg, you ain’t stoppin’ nothin’
you can’t come inside my trap if you ain’t coppin’ nothin’
n-gga stop it, you ain’t got no bands in yo’ pocket
i’m sticking to the code, real n-ggas stay solid
these n-ggas poor as h-ll, they ain’t never made deposits
all my jewelry on, in the trenches still slidin’
catch him then we stretch him, we gon’ drop him like some wocky
my n-ggas wit’ whatever, it ain’t sh-t to catch a body
i’m in the money zone, 62nd where you find me
hme, fod, i’ma bank it ’til i’m bodied
seminary n-gga, keep the glocky right beside me
me and tray rocking double fully’s like we siamese
reaching for my chain, game over, come and try me
catch that one n-gga out in public, we’ll fry him, on gang

[chorus: skeechy meechy]
how these n-ggas say they real? but they really fake (cap)
if you ain’t in it making m’s, then you in the way (facts)
i need five-thousand acres, this my new estate
i heard that money grow on trees, i gotta get a rake (ooh)
how these n-ggas say they real? but they really fake (cap)
if you ain’t in it making m’s, then you in the way (facts)
i need five-thousand acres, this my new estate
i heard that money grow on trees, i gotta get a rake (ooh)
[verse 4: reese youngn]
the streets know, the streets know
gotta stick to that g-code, shoot through the peephole
smack that b-tch up on the side if they ridin’, then reload
put this b-tch up in the middle of your eyes, now it’s three holes, yeah
paper, n-gga, kinko’s
come through evaporate ya, say, “he in beast mode”
how the f-ck is you gon’ miss a free throw?
windex his ‘vette, now that sh-t is see-through, yeah
take this strap on a jet even if it’s illegal
b-tch, that’s just my steelo, everywhere that we go, yeah
b-tch d-gg-n’ me like the [? 3:46], yeah
got a n-gga hurt before i put like three notes, yeah
throw some sh-t out and i walked in, yo’ sh-t quoted, ooh-ooh
fought a n-gga out ’cause i can see that he frozen, ooh-ooh
yeah

- philthy rich toohda band

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