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[Hook: x4] Get Money, Get Cash Let Them Haters Hate
[Verse 1: Romeo] I live for good cream The fens they want me I'm not cooked coke But I feed the dope-fens Hip Hops in My blood Like Veins that Ivy's The son of a hustler Y'all follow my lead My shows sold out Cause the kids they love me The Kobe of the game And y'all just in little leagues, yea Why play hard when y'all cats is practice Half kid, half amazing Why y'all dudes is whackers Same game, new team But never play for the Raptors Keep a camera man cause y'all dudes is actors I'm Kanyeing em Rick Ross Raying Em Play like Jason Young Got the whole hood haten em Crib look like a football stadium Light brothers out Well I think they back into em Got your girl trying to read me like a psychic Tell her to hit me on my Teen Mobile Sidekick
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[Verse 2:] You follow me cause I'm a leader I'ma show you how to treat her Put it up on 22's Paint it up like its easter So young but I'm fly Now you looking at them sneakers P. Miller yea I treat em like Adidas Five-hundred mill and we steady getting rich Can't be De Ja Vu cause my name ain't Jiggilo Most cats can't read so I'm about to paint a picture I've been starving to long now I'm about to come get yea You wanna stunt don't do that no I don't do shopping sprees cause I live in the mall Dudes hate on my game but I'm killing em all Hey I got that crack money Cause its climbing the wall You better grab your chick got me on the cell phone Hormones rising yea you better take your girl home From the south but get hiffy like the BANG Real dudes lean back and do what the hook say
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[Verse 3: C-Los] I'm C-los I'm about to step up In this game and spit a message If all these fake thugs little test they'd get an F I'm all on the screen Will still get respect Ain't chewing on no bubble gum But grill still is the freshest I'm an animal don't meet me I'll have to handle you And open up a can of you I ain't talk about no Cambell Soup Still won't beef I'll meet two people who look and handle you My chain stay flashing Same as a little camera do No you don't stand a chance My diamonds make a you half glance Don't talk to loud around me All this ice will cause an avalanche Me, I'm a handful Plus another gutta gutta Ride with the plucka plucka Theres ain't anotha brotha Like a crash Like Micheal Jackson House a giant mansion Just imagine people staring Say watch my star mansion King T lows, chain hang low And my mouth resemble skittles Dog I really taste the rainbow
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