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lirik lagu c.t. money$ - n.h.a.n. (nappy head azz nigga)

pockets blew up like rob k, now i got a bag
broke n-ggas hatin like a n-gga forgot the past
me and gang in this bih finna feed the streets
look at us wrong lil n-gga we’ll bring the beef
i spit fire you’ll swear i’m a f-cking dragon
i’ll pull up in my motherf-ckin g wagon
she a thot hoe but i don’t give a f-ck
no p-ssy, straight top she can f-cking suck

nappy head azz n-gga, but i get the guap
tryin to make it out the hood so i can’t stop
90 baby so you know i’m ready to kick a door
look at me wrong i might rob yo f-cking hoe
back then she didn’t want me, now she all up on me
still a ugly azz n-gga, just with some money
these hoes got me laughing, i think its funny
she wanted money, ha b-tch you f-cking dummy

nappy head azz n-gga but i keep a glock
the opps scared cause we always sending shots
we were fiening, dying to get a plate
then we took it now all my n-ggas eating steak

all these chains on my neck, like im a slave
thats just mean a young n-gga, is gettin paid
i just want the money n-gga, f-ck the fame
ima goat in this b-tch, trap gang
my diamonds are clear, clearer than the f-ckin ocean
your girl makes my d-ck dissapear, hocus pocus
got the 9 on my hip its going to leave a scar
make sh-lls penetrate n-ggas like a p-rnstar

i don’t get mad lil n-gga i just get even
shoot him in the leg, now he walking like a penguin
nappy head azz n-gga, he so f-cking lit
put my kids on her azz call that baby sit
im from the sip, 601 to be exact
where n-ggas shake your hand then shoot you in your back
fake n-ggas in the game call em conterfeite
my diamonds caught pneumonia, so my neck is stupid sick

nappy head azz n-gga but i keep a glock
the opps scared cause we always sending shots
we were fiening, dying to get a plate
then we took it now all my n-ggas eating steak

you know i keep that strap on me, like a true dike
put the pistol to his face now he screaming yikes
f-ck with me, my finger stay on the trigga
im a reckless, heartless, azz hood n-gga
numb the pain with the money, you know how it is
if you not f-cking then i guess i’ll f-ck your best friend
from the south so i slur my motherf-cking words
the glock sound like thunder no paul george

nappy head azz n-gga but i keep a glock
the opps scared cause we always sending shots
we were fiening, dying to get a plate
then we took it now all my n-ggas eating steak

- lirik lagu c t money

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