Quanie Cash
Quanie Cash - Ghetto Paid songtekst
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Ooh Yea, Ooh Yea, Ooh Yea Ooh Ooh Ooh Yea Mmmm [Verse 1:] I Was Born To The Game When I Was Only A Youngsta From The Depths Of The Gutta The Hood To Me Straight Under The Summer Was Just A Betta Time To Soak Up More Game In The Spot Where The Older Thugs Hang Exploden Them Thangs Cocaine, But It Keeps My Brother Broken Down Under The Table Watchin This Shit I Still Get Rich Off Slangin Yayo Faith Olds My Destiny, Tighten Ha Hands Fuck Waiten, Im Sixteen, With Potential To Be The Man Make My Move The Fastest, Grab My Gat From Under My Matress Moma Ask Me Why Is My Dresser Drewer Filled With Bagies Tragedy Is Coming, Like A Soilder On Stompen Bomin On Enimies Screamin Yall Bitches Keep Coming Unexplainable Charactoristics, Constent Lawer Bussiness Breaken Up More Cheese For G's, Tryin To Keep From Goin To Prison Charge Into The Game, While The Game Charge Into My Pocket Add More Soda To My Roxy, Make Up On The Next Profit [Chorus:] Ima Ghetto Paid Ass Nigga All About My Money Doin Wat It Takes To Keep This Money Comin [x2] [Verse 2:] If Looks Could Kill I'd Probally Be A Dead Ass Nigga All These Playa Haten Mothafuckers, But Aint Got The Nuts To Pull The Trigger Want My Figures, U Can Have Em Sell These Bullets Out My Chrome, If Can You Catch Em I Dont Think, That Your Dome Will Stay Strong I Say Fuck The Police Hate To See A Real Nigga On The Streets Keep My Bussiness Descreat, Cuz Them Piggins Comin In Fleece Contently, Im Move On Sly, Wise Like A Fox These Niggas Survive, These Niggas Eyes Closed On My Block My Lock In This Game, Cant Be Picked Destin To Be Rich, Callin On Quites Forever True To My Shit Do You Want To Kno How A Nig Go Broke N Get That Shid Back Gotta Be A Hustler, E-40 Told You That Arrest Me For Crack Investments,Try To Be Smart See Cest The Lexus U Created A Ghetto Monster, Ya Try N Depress Me Im A Paid Motha Fucker Damn Write Im Braggin I Remember How U Bitches Treated Me, Back When I Was Lackin [Chorus x2] [Verse 3:] Now That Im Free, The Question Is Am I Gone Quite Sellin Dope Nigga Please, I Was Sellin Dope In The Jail House Hoe Refuse To Be Broke, Maintain, Got My Game Down Tighter Ask The People That Was Down When I Was Down, Have My Future Got Brighter Cant Be Stoped, Cant Be Dropped, Cant Be Knocked Outta Position From The Bottom To The Top, I Wont Stop Til I Complete My Mission My Brothas In The Pin, But Ima Hold Dis Shit Down Lookin For Me, You Can Find Me In One Of The Cashiers In Yo Town From The East To The West, The North To The South This For My Ghetto Paid Niggas With Grillz In They Mouth Plus In Yo Mouth, Slow Suck Yo Nostrill These Enimies Is Fossils Keep Hater Outa Yo Bussiness, Watch For Feds Cuz They Follow I Stay Strapped But I Might Help Real Nigga Get On The Street Here Take This Key And Kill This Bitch Thats Lookin Fo Me Wat You See Is Wat You Get, Cuz Im All About Figures Who Am I? I Told You A Ghetto Paid Ass Nigga [Chorus] [Fade Out]