[Buckshot] I'm about to be a millionaire money on the street, like doves hustlin my lyrics like drugs, i find it bug muthaf**kas always gotta lock the safe, but they don't do jay but anyway, it's another day, another dollar to earn, more weed to burn i learn, muthaf**kas are jealous listenin to what they tell us, but don't matter what fellas i figure this, niggas want buck to get nigga-rice bigger miss, while i'm kickin this you miss, i can put you on the list, in the studio to make hits cuz all it takes is a whip, for you to flip jock what i got, clock what i got but you don't got what i got, watch the block listenin to grill chill, make you feel like you wanna get in my shit sip my dick, do it straw what for, while you war wit war war only make money for niggas who think, dummy you got your window wide open like it's sunny outside sleep nigga, boom bye bye [chorus: top dog big kahuna] boom bye bye to a sound bwoy in the shot ti fly now that sound bwoy lie dead two shots dead to dem chin, enemy or friend fake the funk, i put the junk to a muthaf**kin end [buckshot] listen to, me and you won on won like tek-n-steele, f**k ya whole crew forty millimeter shells in the heater well look like ya niggas gotta be the first to bail just because ya niggas from jail, just came home to flip, back up in the jail cell, to sit and roam, now i got a kite from my little nigga cappone tellin me the jail wars on, i know, i was listenin to po-po tell 'em niggas it was on a long time ago gather up the firearms to bomb, ring the alarm cuz shit get slippery and sweaty palms, so i gotta remain calm gather up my thoughts so i don't go wrong plan to move too smooth, you think you got me weak tar in copy, fake villain, who the f**k you killin? i'm willin, to bet, you think you in it, but your street is still a vet slapped and tried, boom bye bye [chorus] [buckshot] although when i come, i come abstract most people get it whenever they play it back black or book you read, or a hook you said bd get stuck up in ya head, say it in the bed bd, bd, bd, up in ya zone, bd, bd, bd, breakin ya bones but, no matter what, i never break into ya home cuz your house is not a home, if you don't got chrome now, you follow me and you don't ask how well, as a leader, i'mma make you play the background mercenary, but i'm merciless and when i bust, i bust to hit will lie in the mist, and you hear it twist, of somebody cap steady bustin in the front, and got hit in the back thought it couldn't happen, just cuz you was strappin bullets hit the wind, and descend to detonate, target chest plate blow up the earthquake, can't wait to demonstrate the force of the one two roll wit i sleep thought you slept, boom bye bye [chorus 2x]
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[Buckshot] I'm about to be a millionaire money on the street, like doves hustlin my lyrics like drugs, i find it bug muthaf**kas always gotta lock the safe, but they don't do jay but anyway, it's another day, another dollar to earn, more weed to burn i learn, muthaf**kas are jealous listenin to what they tell us, but don't matter what fellas i figure this, niggas want buck to get nigga-rice bigger miss, while i'm kickin this you miss, i can put you on the list, in the studio to make hits cuz all it takes is a whip, for you to flip jock what i got, clock what i got but you don't got what i got, watch the block listenin to grill chill, make you feel like you wanna get in my shit sip my dick, do it straw what for, while you war wit war war only make money for niggas who think, dummy you got your window wide open like it's sunny outside sleep nigga, boom bye bye [chorus: top dog big kahuna] boom bye bye to a sound bwoy in the shot ti fly now that sound bwoy lie dead two shots dead to dem chin, enemy or friend fake the funk, i put the junk to a muthaf**kin end [buckshot] listen to, me and you won on won like tek-n-steele, f**k ya whole crew forty millimeter shells in the heater well look like ya niggas gotta be the first to bail just because ya niggas from jail, just came home to flip, back up in the jail cell, to sit and roam, now i got a kite from my little nigga cappone tellin me the jail wars on, i know, i was listenin to po-po tell 'em niggas it was on a long time ago gather up the firearms to bomb, ring the alarm cuz shit get slippery and sweaty palms, so i gotta remain calm gather up my thoughts so i don't go wrong plan to move too smooth, you think you got me weak tar in copy, fake villain, who the f**k you killin? i'm willin, to bet, you think you in it, but your street is still a vet slapped and tried, boom bye bye [chorus] [buckshot] although when i come, i come abstract most people get it whenever they play it back black or book you read, or a hook you said bd get stuck up in ya head, say it in the bed bd, bd, bd, up in ya zone, bd, bd, bd, breakin ya bones but, no matter what, i never break into ya home cuz your house is not a home, if you don't got chrome now, you follow me and you don't ask how well, as a leader, i'mma make you play the background mercenary, but i'm merciless and when i bust, i bust to hit will lie in the mist, and you hear it twist, of somebody cap steady bustin in the front, and got hit in the back thought it couldn't happen, just cuz you was strappin bullets hit the wind, and descend to detonate, target chest plate blow up the earthquake, can't wait to demonstrate the force of the one two roll wit i sleep thought you slept, boom bye bye [chorus 2x]