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get rich - $tupid young lyrics

[chorus: $tupid young]
if this rap sh*t don’t work, i’ma get it out a b*tch
on my 50 cent, i’ma die getting rich
bring her to the crib then you know i gotta hit
do a 69, and i ain’t talking about the snitch
if you won’t work then you know we finna tax ’em
n*gga disrespect the gang you know we finna pack ’em
brought the glocks in, ain’t none of my n*ggas lackin’
ain’t no talking, all my n*ggas ’bout that action

[verse 1: $tupid young]
real n*gga never been for the code
if this rap sh*t don’t work, i still get to the dough
hit*a*l!ck, flip a brick, [?] with the hoe
paranoid n*gga take a sh*t with the pole
got it on my own, ever since i started comin’ up
blowin’ in my phone ever since i got my hunnids up
off*white air force, tie, watch me run it up
big glocks shoot .45, he tried runnin’ up
pray my rivals catch a bullet and they die slow
used to run from g*unit and the five*o
got his addy, watch us pull up and we ride slow
pictures of my n*ggas on the sweater while we slide 4
you ain’t talkin’ ’bout no commas, i don’t want to kick it
if she gon’ start some drama, i don’t want to hit it
on the phone with the plug askin’, “what’s the ticket?”
get the work and flip it then we all split it
[chorus: $tupid young]
if this rap sh*t don’t work, i’ma get it out a b*tch
on my 50 cent, i’ma die getting rich
bring her to the crib then you know i gotta hit
do a 69, and i ain’t talking about the snitch
if you won’t work then you know we finna tax ’em
n*gga disrespect the gang you know we finna pack ’em
brought the glocks in, ain’t none of my n*ggas lackin’
ain’t no talking, all my n*ggas ’bout that action

[verse 2: shah dinero]
dinero, the money of the rap game
murder out the lamb, hunnid*fifty out the fast lane
i’m f*ckin’ with young, got a thirty round drum
and if you talkin’ that sl!ck sh*t we can get to dumpin’
setting up shop, push the work on the spot
and you can get it any say if you really want
i’m all about the bread so i even keep the crumbs
my team stay shining, y’all be looking like some bums
money bags coming cross the boarder
we on some mop sh*t, have you k!lled on the corner
want that real work? come and place that order
with the high power team, mobbin’ with the soldiers
lookin’ for the next l!ck, let me get the bag
two shooters, no witness, let me get the mask
hop in that get*away then i hit the gas
yeah, we off the map
[chorus: $tupid young]
if this rap sh*t don’t work, i’ma get it out a b*tch
on my 50 cent, i’ma die getting rich
bring her to the crib then you know i gotta hit
do a 69, and i ain’t talking about the snitch
if you won’t work then you know we finna tax ’em
n*gga disrespect the gang you know we finna pack ’em
brought the glocks in, ain’t none of my n*ggas lackin’
ain’t no talking, all my n*ggas ’bout that action

[verse 3: mb nel]
aye, aye, aye, aye, uh
really what we doin’, what we sayin’ in them captions
quick to turn a n*gga into fossil, like jurassic
don’t believe none these suckers, all they saying propaganda
all of my guns got honey buns and bananas
aye, aye, i just f*cked me a shanaynay
brodie caught a body now he doing’ him a vacay
f*ck a n*gga b*tch, make a tape like i’m ray j
these ain’t plain nikes, spent a thousand on these ajs
aye, aye, i just hit a stain, it’s a payday
you do this once a week, b*tch i do this every day*day
hop up in a cab, put a track when i scr*pe*scr*pe
fn [?], blow his chest and his face*face
on a n*ggas d*ck, n*ggas g*y
this a sr2 tryna race
b*tch i’m on the 8 with the gang, n*ggas lame
pull up on us, we gon’ let this sh*t bang
[chorus: $tupid young]
if this rap sh*t don’t work, i’ma get it out a b*tch
on my 50 cent, i’ma die getting rich
bring her to the crib then you know i gotta hit
do a 69, and i ain’t talking about the snitch
if you won’t work then you know we finna tax ’em
n*gga disrespect the gang you know we finna pack ’em
brought the glocks in, ain’t none of my n*ggas lackin’
ain’t no talking, all my n*ggas ’bout that action

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