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  • *two gun shots*
  • Its a story about two brothers, rob and vic
  • Grew up in the world alone
  • God forgot about them, hmm
  • Forced to fend for themselves
  • In the rotten apples of new york city
  • This story takes place, in 1993
  • How many nigs did we get so far?
  • I couldnt care to count
  • Just snatch em up quick
  • If he scream, ima put him out
  • I put the heat to his face to shut him up
  • So I can dig him out
  • Went in his pockets and got the cash in some big amounts
  • I looked him dead cold in his eyes, *blast* without carin
  • If money speak, that explain the voices Ive been hearin
  • You aint really have to kill him
  • Yo God he moved -- but I lied
  • Damn, theres our sick stick-up turned homicide
  • So? thats the way our momma died
  • Is you with me ima slide
  • [both]
  • So we slid, had to get our gameplan together
  • Cause this little bit of stickup loot aint lastin us forever
  • Desperate, on the edge with no place to go
  • We cant go back to the hood we stuck up everyone we know
  • Chorus: *sung*
  • For the love of money, people will rob from each other
  • For the love of money, people will steal from their mother
  • For the love of money, people will kill their own brother..
  • Now everytime I hear a *****in siren, my heart skip a beat
  • Im paranoid, every face I see I think he after me
  • Supposedly
  • We was supposed to be gettin work from this large cat
  • But since we know where he rest at -- we goin bogart!
  • Son frontin so hard
  • Heard he had a hundred gs alone on his gold card
  • His crab wife showed me mad cash in her blouse
  • She said he the mad stash at the house
  • Couldnt pass up a jooks like this anyday
  • Anyway
  • On our way there, Im feelin bad vibes
  • Yo kid dont say that
  • Thats when we bumped heads
  • With vicks that we stuck from way back, up on atlantic
  • The way them niggaz lookin God they drivin mad frantic
  • Yo dont panic, trust me
  • What?
  • I jump back and bust em
  • Shots through they windshield, they aint wearin shield
  • Hit the kid behind the steering wheel *car horn* its the way I feel
  • In a state to kill I wanna watch him die
  • Wait and chill
  • We got bigger fish to fry, two ls later
  • In a bed-stuy elevator, got off the fifth floor
  • Water hit the skull, ready kick the door
  • Off the hinges
  • Bust shots right
  • Only thing I saw was a nigga four-four
  • His gun jammed
  • He tried to run and, reach for a knife
  • Shot him in the leg
  • So think about your life
  • And tell me where the loots at
  • He said, Ill tell you just dont shoot black!
  • With the sight of fear, dragged him down six flight of stairs
  • To the basement, and in someway, he had a trap door in the pavement
  • Smacked him with the gun, kicked him out the way
  • Had to be at least 500 k
  • Now hear come the *****, talkin bout her share of the wealth
  • So we put her and the husband out
  • And we went for self
  • Chorus
  • Yo, we *****in came off!
  • Word
  • The plan was splendid
  • cept we got all this money, and cant even spend it
  • Shh, lets disappear
  • Yea yea
  • And be outta this place
  • So much dirt and shit we did its hard to show our face
  • So we bounced out of town and went down to miami
  • Cause most those cats we crabbed was like family
  • Now me and you beefin, nah it cant be true
  • It all started when all we had was just me and you
  • Now a whole different person is what Im startin to see in you
  • member when we had the new lex
  • With the two techs, rollin to the duplex, drinkin stout
  • Thinkin bout, what we gonna do next, we used to work tight
  • Half-assed cars, down to dirt bikes
  • Hopin everything will go right, with the snow white
  • And in number spots that flow all night
  • Up to this day it was all tight
  • Man, ***** that!
  • You my little brother and we came out the same *****
  • But ima kill you, you dummy, you *****ed up my money!
  • Nah, the money *****ed you up
  • Tryin to say the money changed me?
  • What you think, Im your brother, you got a gun in my face see
  • What? ? !
  • How can one tiny mistake, make you wannaerase me
  • ***** that! you cut a side deal, thats why they raided the block
  • Now how the ***** Im sposed to know the undercover was a cop
  • Son you been *****in with them niggaz!
  • Look just put down the gun and let this bullshit slide
  • Nigga I aint puttin down shit
  • Im tellin you lets just chill man
  • ***** that nigga!
  • It dont gotta be this way man
  • What nigga? it gotta be this way!
  • It dont gotta be like this man!
  • It gotta be nigga!
  • Then go ahead and pull the trigger!!
  • Think I wont? ***** you!
  • You know you aint gon do it!
  • ***** you! *gun blasts*
  • Chorus cont. with - dont let money change you.. - before fade

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