Trigga - Money & Murda, Pt. 2 Lyrics

Niggas they kno how Im rockin Quick to put niggas n coffins
My shorties be shopping
Blackin with 30s no talkin
You lackin we leavin them rotten
If rappin dont work
I'm bak to the block with the gang
We lurking fa opps with ah name
You pull it you shoot it reloaded it with bullets
You tote it just make sure you kno how to aim
I'm use to the money
These niggas ah do it fame
DTF ah neva change
I come from the bottom I charge alot into the game
He snitch I wana see his brains if booG was livin he ah trap without gun
But shit ah neva be the same
I ran up them digits & I can buy ah murder charge
You disrespecting sonny name weezy remember them nites we was starve out
Now we stackin & bringing them cars out & my weapon ah black smith n Wesson
I counted my blessins start layin my cards out
Krack said u gotta kill em dont give ah f*ck nigga jus go gorilla
It's niggas that wake up n pray fa this shit but u gotta wake up n go get the dinner
You gotta show these niggas you ah winner
Play yo position money my agenda
But if I gotta grab the chopper fa niggas
I'm choppin these niggas u kno Ima kill em
Bury these niggas n smile but it took ah while them crackers laughed at me n trial
But i beat them cases I knew I wud make it & dats the main reason I'm stayin down
I been n the trenches with niggas that sold bowls made this trappin shit outta ah livin
Remember when mama use to wash them old bowls bagin up when I f*cked up the dishes
I kno sum who rich with ambition swiping made this scamming shit outta a livin
But if I rob one these f*ck niggas off scamming tell me wat is the difference
Badazz say u aint gotta shoot no mo nigga go get the the money
Real member if you eva take this shit for granted
Just remember nothing was promise
Death is for certain
I'm really determined
You holding we Robbin my lil nigga purging
Draco with bombs & 50shot drums & reddots fa them clowns Ina circus
F*ck these niggas let em die slow
They wana stick me like fly paper
I'm to busy countin commas runnin up a check middle finger hi haters
I told mama we ain't goin back
I got this shit in a headlock
First nigga think it's that then I'm cockin back putting two in his dread locks
I got niggas on parole wit with ah case pending still givin head shots
I kno niggas 18 with ah hunnid years still smokin dead opps
Free Smoke Free Smoke
That shit go for anybody
You think it's a joke boa them choppers don't choke
Yall wana see a dead body
I'm so use to Livin n da war zone
I'm numb to the niggas dien in it I must admit my niggas
Ina field breed killas that's the shit that i invented
Aint givin credit to these f*ck niggas neva lacking that's the shit that I prevented
I'm da best at this rappin
You other niggas cappin
Shit is not scientific
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