G Bout Money

[G-Mone]
G bout money, I'm out here on it cause I want it nigga
Let what bitch, you fucking with some real niggas
Slip you miss, I can't resist to flip figgas
Bullshit trigger, I handle it go call a digger
Bigger thangs, move motherfuckers nigga
Bang cocaine, done blew your fucking brains killa
Flicker the quicker, the picker up sale stealer
Stick it to dusted addicted ya, it's you they smell killer
Huh, hoping that the air gets thicker
Rap-A-Lot mafia life, we still realer
I know the herbal tree's a healer, dealer cause dealer
It's quick as thrill I squeeze, as quick as a nerve sipper
Shit I'ma make you niggas feel G, on the realer
Hit this choke off this bomb ass smoke, you rolling with a
Player, fuck a shoulda coulda woulda small haters
I make a nigga say I got skills, later
It's winning this, the minute you niggas suggesting it for the benefits
But do the opposite of this real shit, and get killed bitch
Stack em up definitely, try to guess who's next wanna test a G-B-C
I can't even fuck with me, how should we handle these
Freeze, if you bout your paper nigga
Shit get hit on the hip, and got to dip quicker
Spit to the punch, and right in the pitch teller
Then gripped it and flicked it, and words fella
So please freeze, the I done told em about my cheese sayer
Feel a realer nigga, I hear ya

[Chorus - 2x]
G bout money, rain sleet snow or sunny
I got to get it, keep it quick as I could flip it
Not funny is you with it, let's get paid stacking this
I hit this I'm a G with a E-T with it, money

[G-Mone]
G bout money trick, it's Mr. Break-Her-Shit upper
The slick dick between your chick's hips, and hit fuck her
Had to be touchy, for all up in my ear sucker
Hate ya from busters, split they wigs up raise the busters
Rush a grave, I make you rap the use must'a
Hit from upper thang, I hate to I had to touch her
Get ya and split ya, and fill ya up with weed chiefer
Lit ya hip to the smoke with ya, high as hell breather
I'm still-a, the same nigga G
You gon' have put the verse in the bed, strapped under the pill-a
Bitch just stealer, mouths get knocked the fuck out
Swinger, into the face of a murder-a
Bring her, make them hoes chose to believe her
Since she can't provide, I don't need her
Leave her quick as a cheetah to get velveeta see ya, wouldn't wanna be ya
Saving one of your millions for Aaliyah, go home
Until they gone nigga, help
Let the money hit me swell up, I get richer I make you stick ya-self
The drama fuck off your health, gangsta
Watch me flip this shit in a minute, get paid taker
These hoes, be dropping to they knees playa
I still get hit on the hip, and got to dip quicker
To split ya to put ya, right in the pitch teller
And quicker to flip it, then words fella
So please freeze, now I done told em about my cheese sayer
Feel a realer nigga, I hear ya

[Chorus - 2x]
[G-Mone]
G bout money, freeze
Pay attention to niggas on a mission, to get cheese
Stack it, bring it back and freeze
They blind C's, about that money nigga
Trip, go get me a fifth and get lit with a
Split, pull it out my man's weed blower
Lyricist into get didn't believe this, I soldier
Make niggas be bumping this, while running from the rollers
Squab like we use to do on the weekends, roll with my
Friends, if you bout your paper nigga
Shit get hit on the hip, and got to dip quicker
Split ya to put ya, right in the pitch teller
Then quicker to flip ya, then words fella
So please freeze, I done told em about my cheese sayer
Feel a realer nigga, I hear ya

[Chorus - 4x]