Too Short

Too Short - Slink Capone: Nation Riders lyrics

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Chucks to gators, great to greater

quit the bullshit to make the paper



who said a gangster can't be a banker

ya gotta make ya money in large amounts



shut ya mouth, you ain't spittin no dolla signs

you ain't talkin bout swallowin mine



when the mic turned on, Slink Capone for the job

'cuz you know I'm fully qualified



a lotta niggas wanna know what it takes to make

the pretty bitches sell they bodies from state to state



you all caught up in the hype like Wayne Loc say

try the shit again, 'cuz it ain't yo day



you wanna dive in head first, but you don't know the game

now they got you for ya scratch and ya Rolex chain



even if ya leakin out a hole in the brain

muthafucka, you still better throw them thangs



Nationwide is the clique, and we supply the funk

snatch a hatin ass punk and make him ride in the trunk



ain't no denyin us, we the livest

and we never let the muthafuckin iron rust



anybody wanna get served, line up

and if you ridin with us, get behind us



Slink Capone, Murda One, Playa Playa on that ass

get the cash, see in platinum we trust, nigga what???



I put a punk bitch in a chokehold for trippin

intervenin on my Crippin and we known for dippin



don't try to clown and get caught up in the wrong position

ya hard head, what you think you too grown to listen



only GOD really knows how long we livin

unforgiven, but our acts be hunger driven



growin up in the city, made some wrong decisions

but $hort plugged me in, now I'm on precision
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