Gimmie Da Loot

My nigga my brother
Got yo back through the worst of the struggle
Got yo back through the duck and the cover
Got a plate for that ache in yo stomach
Got a couch for yo back if you want it
Got a bitch if you needed a moment
Got a dollar we split that and run it
Got a hustle I put you up on it
Niggas beefing show me my opponent
If you riding I'm riding and gunning
Disrespect no we do not condone it
We don't fuck with no rats or no rodents
Keep it trill with them words when they spoken
And it's death when that slogan is broken
We been rocking since turtle pajamas
Man my mama yo mama yo mama my mama
Fuck all that drama let's get on this money
Bitches ain't shit and these niggas is funny
I got a plan that'll make us some hunnads
Let's hit the road nigga gas up the Honda
This rap shit is open we got the persona
Slanging that merch like we work on the corner
Flipping them packs and we breaking the quota
Killing the game put that bitch in a coma
Thinking and plotting my focus intense
Fuck all that talkin it's time to get rich
If you with it my nigga let's hit us a lick
Everything that we make everything that we split
Nothing between us no money or bitch
That's just the rules that we cannot forget
Fuck all that talkin it's time to get rich
If you with it my nigga let's hit us a lick

Gimmie the loot
Gimmie the loot
Gimmie the loot
Gimmie the loot

My nigga my brother
We done made it up outta the struggle
Got our face on them magazine covers
Eating good and the caddy is custom
Run the city and bitches they love us
Coulda had anything that we wanted
But you chasing that fame and a woman
But that bitch been a freak on the corner
And she all up on me I don't want her
She been begging and pleading I boner
You gone wife her and don't even know her
We was supposed to come up and go over
Lately you losing yo focus
What kinda dope you been smokin
Homie I swear you been trippin
Hanging wit fraudulent niggas
Wasting yo money and missing
Shows and them studio sessions
But fuck it I still been splitting
Money right down through the middle
Wit my brother my dawg my nigga
My rider my roller RZA
My brother my dawg my nigga
My rider my roller RZA
I'm noticing things been different
We don't kick it the way that we kick it
You ain't really been round in a minute
I been watching and keeping my distance
Cause I'm hearing you plottin on killing
Me bout some dollars and women
Wake up and walk in the kitchen
Hit the lights and it's fingers on triggers

Gimmie the loot
Gimmie the loot
Gimmie the loot
Gimmie the loot