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letra de brun 2 - tbe choppa

[intro]
uh
uh
yuh, yuh
yeah
yeah, yeah
uh
(og parker)
ay

[chorus]
money, cash and guala, it make the world go ’round
and i just want the power, so i can run the town
i see these n-ggas lookin’, i’m clutchin’ on my pown
and just like cleo, b-tch, i set it off, i let off the rounds, yea

[verse 1]
pop me a perc’ while i’m smokin’ on tracks
stuffin’ the switcher, i don’t f-ck with blanks
we break in yo house, we come through the back
finessin’ your jewelry and take out the stacks
i’m feelin’ albino, dressin’ all white
i’m mixin’ the purple up in the sprite
i’m high as a b-tch, just like a kite
somе n-ggas we left, ’cause a n-gga was right
don’t f-ck with thе snakes, them shots he a hiss
i heard your song, i heard your diss
as soon as i see him, you know he get hit
and just like a tree, i keep me a stick
money make me happy, i never frowned
i rob the plug, he was lackin’, i took his pounds
[chorus]
money, cash and guala, it make the world go ’round
and i just want the power, so i can run the town
i see these n-ggas lookin’, i’m clutchin’ on my pown
and just like cleo, b-tch, i set it off, i let off the rounds, yea

[verse 2]
run up on me and i’m wipin’ yo’ nose
i’m chargin’ the crowd in all of my shows
you pour up a deuce, i pour up a four
my b-tch like the wind, she love to blow
i shot to the east and i make me a play
i might go to cali and chill in the bed
we totin’ them glock’s, but love the drac’s
and if he play, shoot him in the face
i pull up with the gang and i’m ready to slide
and just like the devil, i keep me some fire
that chopper cut ’em up, just like a pie
i put him to sleep, just like he was tired

- tbe choppa

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