Issue No 104 Get Money Lyrics


Get Money by Issue No. 104

Get money, get money
Get money, get money
Get money, get money

I'm a south Cal general, dollar stoned captain
The way I punish mics, niggas call me Joe Jackson
You niggas ain't solid, you niggas ain't drolly
You be just another victim of this LA gang violence
Hundred grams get you ten and forward get your mind
As long as nigga stay out of jail, that's money over dime
Politicking with the bosses, spaghetti with the wine
I need the crib on the hill top, all ghetty's gonna drop
Club dre's when we parlay, stones pop V
They gonna respect me for my ambition, word to Walley
I got my eyes on my money, haters on my side view
Remember that guns don't kill niggas but I do
You're only good as the niggas you keep around you
And if one nigga make a mistake, we all liable
This money is like a movie, it's something you gotta see
You just can't say you're real, it's something you gotta be
Work to G

Jefferson, Hamilton, Lincoln, Jackson, Grant some, frankies in the bank vault
A couple milly for the crib, leave something for the kids
Double that, a couple Chevy and a Range Rover
I'm talking Jefferson, Hamilton, Lincoln, Jackson, Grant some, frankies in the bank vault
A couple milly for the crib, leave something for the kids
Double that, a couple Chevy and a Range Rover

I'm tryna ball till they get us, hand me pawns for them niggas
That passed before their time, they all gonna be remembered
As I inhale kush and exhale rhythm, LVs on my shades, new Jays under my denim
And I might slide through for a minute burn the ale then I'm gone
Right back on my road, collection mail, nigga top line haters
I'm a primetime player, purple kush, gold teeth, I'm a 9 to 5 Laker
Shit is real round here but if it's tension in the air, speak up
We gonna handle business right then and there
Family first, money second, pipes burst under pressure
I can feel the evil lurking, I'm cursed with something special
With a pain so epic and a flow so vivid, with a rose gold necklace on my Polo linen
Yeah, shout out to the mob' been down since Rakim dropped Follow the Leader

Jefferson, Hamilton, Lincoln, Jackson, Grant some, frankies in the bank vault
A couple milly for the crib, leave something for the kids
Double that, a couple Chevy and a Range Rover
I'm talking Jefferson, Hamilton, Lincoln, Jackson, Grant some, frankies in the bank vault
A couple milly for the crib, leave something for the kids
Double that, a couple Chevy and a Range Rover

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