Ass Niggaz, Pussy Ass Niggaz, Pussy Ass Niggaz [Intro:] Yeah...Ray Cash, Bun B Cleveland, P.A.T...stand up huh, stand up huh! [Ray Cash:] This for
mind Lift needed I would ride then a drop I would die When that sucka pulled a strap I snatched the strap out his hand You shook like a pitt and put yo
drop bombs R.I.P. Tay 'cause he died in the storm, fuck president (Geeoorrggiiaa) Bush See us in ya city man, give us a pound 'cause if a nigga still
minutes later leave with more shit then they brought in ball'n ball'n ball'n you can call it what you call it this shit just like a poker game and bitch
Blowin' on this ray, spitting game to these hoes. Money ain't thing 'cause I got paper to blow. I'm heavy in the game it ain't a thing to a pro. Baby
-es I'm from N.O. the N.O. Yea! [Chorus] [DJ Drama:] (oh yea, you thought we was done? Naw) YEA! Money money money get a dollar and a dick Weezy Baby
S.I.N.I.K 2007 L'Algerino Six-O-nine...Baaah we [L'Algerino] Pendant qu'les arabes et les corses se font la guerre,bienvenue a Mars on n'sessera jamais
Vallejo The highs to mids, here's a kid from the Rosetown Nigga Ray Luv is at this with the dope sound (Here to tell you a tale about a man and his money
