Do It Again

[Chorus: Feezi Cash]
I rather live large, flip cars, and sell dope
Instead of, sitting around worried and stressing and being broke
They ask me what if all this shit will put me back in the pen
Well I guess I gotta stack chips, nigga do it again
I guess I gotta stack chips, nigga do it again
Well I guess I gotta stack chips, nigga do it again
They ask me what if all this shit will put me back in the pen
Well I guess I gotta stack chips, nigga do it again

[Verse 1: Lil Mo]
Hit liqs and pimp hoes, sell dope and get doe
I'm trying to get this money, what the fuck you think I’m in it fo'
Paper Pro and Lil Mo, yea, that's the same guy
Stretch it to the limit, cuz I’m whipping up my last pie
Wеigh it up and break it down, bang it up, we jerking now
Bout to makе this run, and make this thousand off this last pound
Yea I'm a gritter, running game on you dummies
When I wake up in the morning all I think about is money
Hug the block like the concrete, me and Doe 2 deep
I ain't hard to see, ride through the 50's, you can find me
Bout to dump this last ounce, get the cash and then bounce
Then call Doe tell him to meet me at Blu house

[Chorus: Feezi Cash]
I rather live large, flip cars, and sell dope
Instead of, sitting around worried and stressing and being broke
They ask me what if all this shit will put me back in the pen
Well I guess I gotta stack chips, nigga do it again

[Verse 2: Rondoe]
The block don't move nigga until I say so
Lil homie on the corner see the boys he like, aye yo
The ??? talk fast and everybody get low
Boy I keep that, and stay with a rallo
From Euclid to Garfield, them niggas so trill
I'm really in this funk shit, but I'm into getting scrill
And if I get on your heels, then its off with your head
This A-R 15 'ill take off an arm and a leg
I’m trying to dump a few zips and work my way to thirty six
I do not associates at all with the dicks
Since the beginning, I’ve been in it for the money
This 2 thousand and 10, ya'll still bootsy and clumsy
I mean everywhere I sit, I keep a banger at the spot
Don’t come around here cuz you liable to get popped
I mean like forreal, we trying to get this money bro
You don't really wanna see me switch into murder mode

[Chorus: Feezi Cash]
I rather live large, flip cars, and sell dope
Instead of, sitting around worried and stressing and being broke
They ask me what if all this shit will put me back in the pen
Well I guess I gotta stack chips, nigga do it again
I guess I gotta stack chips, nigga do it again
Well I guess I gotta stack chips, nigga do it again
They ask me what if all this shit will put me back in the pen
Well I guess I gotta stack chips, nigga do it again