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  • f/ B.G. (Cash Money Millionaires)
  • [Prodigy]
  • .. much more than you asked
  • So many years and tears, the blood and sweat that fell
  • Now it speak for itself
  • I be the same nigga.. (get rich nigga)
  • Uh-huh, get yours nigga, get yours nigga..
  • We take yours nigga..
  • Yo, yo I can see it Dunn, yo let's be it Dunn
  • and we can manifest all the cash we ever dreamed of
  • It's the cream I love, for the team I shove
  • all fakeness and everything else to far away from us
  • Ain't no discussin for the plush life
  • My niggaz go hard and knock y'all down to survive
  • In this jungle, wilderness, we was raised
  • by the wolves and the scavengers, instincts like a animal
  • But it toughened us, put a whole lot of thug in us
  • And it paid off, cause can't none of y'all ***** with us
  • Don't get it twist, I know, anyone can get touched
  • but uhh - my style of Dunn is too quick to bust
  • and too swift to just, talk in angles to
  • Let me straighten that shit out for you, peep it
  • I'm the Head Nigga In Charge, the best kept secret
  • We killers, but chill Dunn (shhh) that's best kept secret
  • Let's not jump off the topic, we talkin bout cash
  • *****in with mines'll be, much more than your ass
  • So many years and tears and blood and sweat that fell
  • This dirt underneath my fingernails speak for itself
  • I be the same if I had billions
  • You couldn't understand my pain if you lived it
  • Give me the riches, and all of my Dunns'll be drivin
  • It's beautiful to see the click, live comfortable
  • {*Chorus: Prodigy and B.G.*
  • [P] To the Young Black Entrepeneurs
  • [B.G.] Get rich, get money, get paper, get paid
  • Keep yourself laced, and get your ones
  • Get your Dunns out the slums
  • [P] To the Young Black Entrepeneurs
  • [B.G.] Get dollars, get cash, straight up don't get *****ed
  • Get your bucks, and get big
  • Stash your first millions and live off the interest
  • [P] To the Young Black Entrepeneurs
  • [P] To the Young Black Entrepeneurs
  • [B.G.]
  • When I hit the block, pistol on my side, bundle of dope in my socks
  • Dime bags of powder, sack of twenty dollar rocks
  • I'ma hustler, I was taught be bout green
  • Therefore, I got to have it by all means
  • I be thuggin, B.G. was raised that way
  • Can't see me bein a hoe, you'll get played that way
  • If I'm broke, you got coke, unhands that yay
  • Be a man, don't break it off, gotta blast that K
  • Drama, I love that, I bring that shit
  • Dick get hard off that shoot-em-up and bang bang shit
  • I'm Mobb Deep, with this click that I'm with, believe that
  • Disrespect us if you want, we bang for feedback
  • Glock got a bad mouth, when it start it don't stop
  • Black talons go straight through the heart and close shop
  • I'ma guerilla, I run with jackers and gangsters
  • Convicted felons, and believe we armed and dangerous
  • It gets real, I'm prepared for whatever it come to
  • Let me catch ya with your drawers down, I'ma down you
  • Police will find you in a project dumpster
  • withcha dick cut off, stuffed in your mouth mother*****er
  • I don't care, about you or no nigga that you ***** with
  • Alla y'all can slip and get your head busted
  • B.Geezy love this, gangsta shit nigga
  • Whoever I beef with I creep and spank ya quick nigga
  • {*Chorus* 2X

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