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usain bolt - blood-brothaz lyrics

[intro]
georgie

everything that i say i spit straight facts
have you ever made 10,000 dollars shootin’ cr*ps
have you ever made 10,000 dollars sellin’ brack
if that work ain’t comin’ in right then i sell it back

[verse 1: bags]
ain’t no cap on my bankroll, you better do your research
we invest in french fries, you know them rip shirts
got a bad lil b*tch, who sleep in my t*shirt
she said it smell like dirty money, i f*ck around and [?] her
i’m in the game like ea, i ain’t slept in three days
[?] got me on replay, tell that shorty back in
then hit it from the back end
you mus’ ain’t heard that pack in
so you know them racks in
[?] with the racks
[?] my first name dollar signs
don’t give me that dope i ain’t comin’ back
my shooters on go, they sleep with them straps
you sleep on the floor, you eat with the rats
run to the money so fast like i ran track n*gga
them guns go blat n*gga
get to pushin’ [?] back n*gga
[chorus: unit]
run to the money so fast like i play track n*gga
this beam [?] on yo ass you might get whacked
the word it jus’ came in you might get taxed
everything is 100 n*gga that ain’t no cap

everything that i say i spit straight facts
have you ever made 10,000 dollars shootin’ cr*ps
have you ever made 10,000 dollars sellin’ brack
if that work ain’t comin’ in right then i sell it back

[verse 2: nocap]
i might catch a murder cause i’m always on my homie side
wake up talking to the devil at night, i pray to god
nocap ain’t going fishing, why the h*ll he keep a rod
drive all the way to cincinnati, just to pull a fraud
yeah i hit my knees, jus’ send my dog the elbow
yeah i f*ck with c’s
couple n*ggas round me bang elmo
free my n*ggas in the field, them crackers turned my n*ggas to scarecrows
selling key like selling rock is on me, he want me to call him melo
they [?] put bags on the interstate, i ain’t talking lucky
we know that money bring a lot of hate, we still love it
droppin’ 23 for the bag but i don’t wear michael j’s now
in the trap like marshawn lynch i hope the narcs don’t raid us
[chorus: unit]
run to the money so fast like i play track n*gga
this beam [?] on yo ass you might get whacked
the word it jus’ came in you might get taxed
everything is 100 n*gga that ain’t no cap

everything that i say i spit straight facts
have you ever made 10,000 dollars shootin’ cr*ps
have you ever made 10,000 dollars sellin’ brack
if that work ain’t comin’ in right then i sell it back

[verse 3: rated]
everyday i wakeup run straight to the racks
yeah i’m running to the money so fast, i know where it’s at
the plug told me when it’s gon’ land and i go catch
them bands come in like the lottery, [?] taxes
young n*gga ball hard and i ain’t even go to practice
i swear a young n*gga ball so hard, these n*ggas start hackin’
when them bodies start droppin’ people be asking what happened
n*ggas get sh*t poppin’ then go collect the back end
don’t get caught in my hood you might get clapped
you might get robbed, you f*ck around and get kidnapped
i’m running to the money so fast that ain’t no cap
pull up and do [?] that’s where we at

[chorus: unit]
run to the money so fast like i play track n*gga
this beam [?] on yo ass you might get whacked
the word it jus’ came in you might get taxed
everything is 100 n*gga that ain’t no cap
everything that i say i spit straight facts
have you ever made 10,000 dollars shootin’ cr*ps
have you ever made 10,000 dollars sellin’ brack
if that work ain’t comin’ in right then i sell it back

- blood brothaz lyrics

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