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intro - cardo, larry june, payroll giovanni & hbk lyrics

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[intro: larry june]
yeah, game related sh*t, n*gga
check, numbers
n*gga, when you get it out da mud, n*gga
sh*t just feel different, n*gga, you know what i’m sayin’?
you don’t know how i feel now ’bout them muf*ckin’ foreigns
n*gga, 2019 and sh*t, n*gga
beatin’ they ass, you know what i’m sayin’?
sun’ slight, aye, aye, aye, aye
what’s hannin’?

[verse 1: larry june]
slidin’ through da tsa, i need all hunids
lookin’ like da president, black car pullin’ up
stopped by da hotel, n*gga had to freshen up
four*hunid dollar cologne, but dat ain’t really nun’
n*ggas talkin’ ‘bout dey havin’ money
but they really frontin’
i ain’t really wit da small talk, baby, run it up
gotta keep it movin’, if you stop, it’ll slow you up
ten, twenty, thirty, b*tch, i need a hunid
gotta move smart, gotta stay on yo’ toes
give a f*ck what you talkin’, i need all of my dough
give a f*ck ‘bout a show, i got six ways
give a n*gga two months, and imma have eight
what’s hannin’?
sippin’ on a big mojito in san diego
they know every verse i drop be fuego
f*ck all dat lil n*gga sh*t, we need big bank
don’t hit my phone, talkin’ ‘bout, “where da b*tch at?”
what’s hannin’?

[verse 2: payroll]
4*1
never got a cap and gown, instead, i sold crack in pounds
in*between slappin’ brown, never see me backin’ down
now, we all legitimate, yeah, we onto bigger sh*t
drink some louis wit me, two*fifty fo’ a sip o’ dis
louis jeans, expensive kicks, pullin’ off in tinted whips
n*ggas flaked me, but honestly, ion give a sh*t
never used a n*gga name just to gain a lil fame
all you n*ggas, male*groupies runnin’’round h*lla lame
me? i’m in my own lane, rollie cost a whole thang
get a hunid, move a hunid, n*gga, that ain’t no thang
i was on my knuckles, out of options, then the load came
by the time i was through wit ‘em, then some mo’ came
gotta watch yo’ n*gga that ain’t clappin’ ‘cause you bigger
yo’ n*gga could be yo’ k!ller, then k!llers gone k!ll yo’ n*gga
move swift and cautious, sold game around bosses
then you too can get iced*chains and crosses

[verse 3: hbk]
meet a person, if you talkin’ numbers – f*ck da main line
i know some n*ggas ballin’, and they strugglin’ at the same time
i learned a lot of sh*t, so listen up, i’m givin’ game now
just soak it up and don’t complain about hearin’ da same rhyme
a b*tch played me years ago to f*ck wit a lame guy
now, she wanna f*ck? i’m cool now, because she ain’t fine
a good game, (…), i’m beatin’ her by a park
tinted*glass, all you see is diamonds blingin’ in da car
a pistol on deck, i need it * i’m a star(?)
big .40 on my mans, and he gone bring it in da bar
i’m scoopin’ up cheese, she gone bring it when i park
den do dis sh*t tomorrow and repeat it after dark
da piece hit a dummy(?), got a finger*ring on da way
yo’ b*tch can’t stop thinking how dis ding*a*ling gonna taste
to have my hands, you’ll cut yours
i count ben franks, you count mount rushmores
it’s a difference, uh

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