3 cell phones - payroll giovanni lyrics
wind up 4-1 move shooting
had a whole thing, but i flew through it
never left the game alone, cause i’m true to it
years later, all these sh-t talkers boo-hooing
let me introduce myself, i’m who your boo’s scr-w-ng
i’ve been going hard for years, get used to it
money first, b-tches later: that makes good sense
break the work down and stuff it in the goodsense
i need it all, let’s do it if cheese involved
f-cking with weed & raw, it’s just in me to be a boss
i cop it, then drop it off. that talking dude, knock it off
cause i can chill at a loft while your head gets knocked off
i’m speeding through the city streets, pulling up on blocks
n-ggas get in my whip and drop off knots
i dap him down, he said he’s slappin’ now
so he gon’ need another pound. bet, call me, i’m around
(i’m just)
[hook]
scrambling through the city for a stack (for a stack)
with 3 cell phones on my lap (on my lap)
hoes calling, but i gotta hit ’em back (hit ’em back)
money call him like “n-gga, where you at?” (where you at)
scrambling through the city for a stack (for a stack)
with 3 cell phones on my lap (on my lap)
hoes calling, but i gotta hit ’em back (hit ’em back)
money call him like “n-gga, where you at?” (where you at)
i ain’t going home ’til i reach my quota
took my youngin from a zip to copping a quarter (qp)
i want to see my n-ggas progress
your rolie’s ticking, that b-tch sending bomb threats
run the streets all day, stomach on e
got money waiting on me, f-ck if i don’t eat
served my mans at the station in brightmoor
then walked in the store and grabbed a bag of munchos
hopped in the whip, now i’m on the freeway
banging blade on my way to p. play
a quick 5 got me feeling kinda bossy
cell phones ringing, that money trying to stalk me
if ain’t ’bout business, don’t call me
my phone stay busy (which one?) n-gga all three
detroit n-ggas grind ’til nightfall
you lame rapping n-ggas, we ain’t like y’all
[hook]
scrambling through the city for a stack (for a stack)
with 3 cell phones on my lap (on my lap)
hoes calling, but i gotta hit ’em back (hit ’em back)
money call him like “n-gga, where you at?” (where you at)
scrambling through the city for a stack (for a stack)
with 3 cell phones on my lap (on my lap)
hoes calling, but i gotta hit ’em back (hit ’em back)
money call him like “n-gga, where you at?” (where you at)
made a g before 3, made 3 before 5
around 6, i’m on the 5 in the 5 counting 5
bands, plotting with my mans on the money plan
had the youngins on the corner watching for the raid van
trapping wearing ray-bans, cause i’m a cool n-gga
tell a ho she’s nothing to me (b-tch), cause i’m a rude n-gga
went from the nike kid to a louis shoe picker
used to be down, i guess the money was a mood switcher
i’m ambitious, mixing blow on clean dishes
came up on you b-tches, made these n-ggas witness
how it’s supposed to be done
f-ck who in it, cause we already won
i guess y’all talking for fun
y’all can’t f-ck with my son, let alone me
“get money, stay low key” what ogs been told me
keep that 2900 dog, i need the whole 3
shoutout to the real n-ggas, f-ck whoever owe me
(hah, f-ck all you b-tch n-ggas)
[hook]
scrambling through the city for a stack (for a stack)
with 3 cell phones on my lap (on my lap)
hoes calling, but i gotta hit ’em back (hit ’em back)
money call him like “n-gga, where you at?” (where you at)
scrambling through the city for a stack (for a stack)
with 3 cell phones on my lap (on my lap)
hoes calling, but i gotta hit ’em back (hit ’em back)
money call him like “n-gga, where you at?” (where you at)
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