You 'Bout Dat Money (freeflow)

We Got it, Ohh
We want it
We coming for it
If you 'bout that money, put your hands up
If you 'bout that money, put your hands up
If you 'bout that money, put your hands up
What, put your hands up, put your hands up

If you 'bout that money put your hands up
Nicca, this ain't no mutha fuckin stick up
The cash we want it, just give it to us, no fronting
This is how it goes in these streets
When we see moves that we gotta make
Just to peep
Just to bring food to the table
For our fam could eat
Everyday, mane, it's dirty in these streets for real
This is what we do, grab steel, and
Think about the next fucking meal
Still, we gotta go, think about the prayers
Throw our hands, told God, please forgive this playa, ohh
Yea, BeCause all the cash we bring in, go just as fast
Now I really ain't thinking, nothing but go get some more
This is for my niccaz, in these streets, that's fa sho, ohh
One Time, put your hands in the air for the money
And the go gettaz, and them hustlaz and these
Girls making that money, fuck them niccaz
It's the game, this is what you hear
niccaz in and out Like that, still
They sitting back, tryna figure out how to get your stack
Nicca, watch the fucking moves you gotta make
Every corner could be the wrong damn turn
See live and learn, see the life you tell
Nicca see you, oh well
Nicca, Felle-The-Ton done hit your head
Nicca, this is what we do, as we move, in these streets
Bang Screw, and, this is what we do
Loving the south, the north
The east, from the south, the west
Is all the same, H-town we stressed
Smoking just to get a test, after test
Day in, nicca gots no rest
Laws after a nicca, hating on a nicca real fast
Gotta hide and put the weed in the stash
Still, niccaz gotta see how this go-go-go
Niccaz gotta see how we roll-roll-roll
Niccaz gotta know how this go-go
Don't play with this game
Get this dough-dough
In and out, you gotta go see how it goes
Watch them niccaz that's rolling on them 84's
Some Niccaz say they swanging and banging
But they swanging and hanging, in wrong zones
Let them niccaz Lame
Real niccaz know, what we gotta do when we
Stay true in these streets nicca
It's what we we playing with, can't really stand
This, shit a nicca see, I'm a go getta
I can't understand what goes down, in boys brain
Feeling what's going down, feeling so much pain
I can't hold the stain, on the concrete, trying to see
What is going down, who the nicca, that died
Last week on this ground. ohh
Mama crying out, tryna figure out
Who done hell let the rain out, and the blood skeet out
For real mane, this is how it goes, get that dough
in these streets, For money, put 'em up
Put your hands in the air, if you love that money
Put your hands in the air, if you love that money
Put your hand in the air, don't love that money
Love G-o-d, He's doing it for ya
See all I see, All I know, this a go, straight from here
This is what we do



Credits
Writer(s): Duane Brisco
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