Stunna Man

Lyrics

[Chorus] Gettin' money, I'm a stunna man Hey, yeah Gettin' money, I'm a stunna man Hey, yeah [Verse 1] I dot the I's, cross the T's Ain't a spitter in this rap that can trap like me Or mack like me, throwback like fee Ballin' do it all in the streets of the V Beastie I approach 'em Really don't like 'em, fuck 'em smoke 'em Hitters I know from the yard in Fulsom Rippers I know that go I broke 'em [?] Game stay sharp, keep creasin' baby We cash ours out, fuck leasin' baby Everything bang from the Range to the piece of the chain I got money in the bank, [?] what you drink? Candy ass paint I'm doin' what they can't [?] hydro and keep blowin' and blowin' And it could be six in the mornin' I'll still be [Chorus] Gettin' money, I'm a stunna man Hey, yeah Gettin' money, I'm a stunna man Hey, yeah [Verse 2] Northern California man, home of the hemp You can tell he had the money man, look at the limp [?] three deep so I guess he a pimp Tried to hold him in contempt of a murder attempt I be feelin' these rippers, sixty on the [?] Hit me on the text on the MySpace rightly Seems so exciting but to B it's ignore 'em I stop, pop [?] West coast get it off of pills and yadada Hitters in the cut with the skills to follow ya We hit you at the spot, blue steel will swallow ya Thanks to my connect up in Guadalajara This is money motivation, operation Gouda Beware of the owner, 'cause the owner's a shooter We cash out everything, covered with [?] Especially when you dealin' with them M's [Chorus] Gettin' money, I'm a stunna man Hey, yeah Gettin' money, I'm a stunna man Hey, yeah [Verse 3] You can check G fouls man I go that hard Like niggas from the pen when they walk that yard I'm beast in the street yeah I got that car And bitch I'm a mothafuckin' rap star I go sick on a cycle, [?] in the air Niggas rollin' Bela's got smoke everywhere Baby I'm a player, get a load of me Ain't met a bitch yet that put a hold on me Because [Chorus] Gettin' money, I'm a stunna man Hey, yeah Gettin' money, I'm a stunna man Hey, yeah