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bout my dollaz - x-raided & luni coleone lyrics

[intro]
bloc*bl*bloc star, trick!
hahahahahaha

[verse 1: x*raided]
i’m on one, chopsticks, feeling like a shogun
b*tch that ain’t a pistol, that’s a show gun
four runs, when i’m up to bat i’m hitting home runs
when i hit your city, bet your hoe come
yeah, it’s time to grind, all favors getting called in
i put my chips on the table, going all in
loyalty and betrayal, these the people you call friends
family first, these the people we call kin
we praying that god forgive us for all sins
balling, going 82*0, we taking all wins
walked in, caught me counting money, i was all grins
f*ck what you n*ggas talking ’bout, we checking all chins, yeah

[chorus. luni colone]
yes, you f*ckin’ with a rich n*gga (bet)
she ain’t f*ckin’ with a b*tch n*gga (on the set)
punk n*ggas get ditchеd, n*gga (wet)
f*ck around and get put in a ditch, n*gga
i just holla ’bout my dollaz
i just holla ’bout my dollaz
yay! yay!
[verse 2: luni coleone]
i take it how i gеt it
most of you n*ggas b*tches
i got that thang on me, cuzz
did i forget to mention
my n*ggas, yeah, we winning
y’all n*ggas playing tennis
we dunking on these n*ggas
rising in this f*ckin’ business
tell me just who you are
serve n*ggas like a bar
leave your brains black and mushy like caviar

[verse 3: x*raided]
you n*ggas getting weak
your spirit is getting bleak
they gon’ play this on repeat the same day it hits the streets
get a sheet
your career is dead, ain’t no coming back, n*gga
don’t n0body wanna hear you rap, n*gga, facts, n*gga
we doing this on behalf of sac, n*gga
and we the ones who put it on the map, n*gga

[chorus. luni colone]
yes, you f*ckin’ with a rich n*gga (bet)
she ain’t f*ckin’ with a b*tch n*gga (on the set)
punk n*ggas get ditched, n*gga (wet)
f*ck around and get put in a ditch, n*gga
i just holla ’bout my dollaz
i just holla ’bout my dollaz
yay! yay!

- x raided luni coleone lyrics

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