3G$

Lyrics

[Intro] Gotta get gwuap, gotta get dough Gotta get knots, gotta get more Gotta get gwuap, gotta get dough Gotta get knots, gotta get more Gotta get gwuap, gotta get dough Gotta get knots, gotta get more Gotta get gwuap, gotta get dough Gotta get knots, gotta get more [Verse] Roka come armed with choppers And notes from your doctor Push out shit proper Ain't one as hotter Came skipping on stones of the lava Sizzling like grabba Add up the dollars And do what i gotta Im more than a martyr But just with a marker, yeah She want me to mark her You say you smart, but I'm sharper You say you dark, but I'm darker On point with this form like an archers Hearing me roar like charger Preparing for war and departure Here is the raw but This rock pure If you want more of this hard sure Y'all turn the hood in to Darfur My young gone know that they worth more They ready to die swear they so sure Since back n the day before 04 I use to play with some hoes whores Came along way on my own course Too many friends lost lives cut short While some of them locked away up north I'm just trying to sit up in a plush Porsche And that money don't sleep while I'm up you snore Talking funny what you get you get a cut for Honey shit ain't sweet i need a sweep of chores If I ain't ya nigga you sleep at yours I'm schooling these niggas I teach a course I reach for peeps but they sleep for sure Your word play to week you ain't clever like me Running the game with no cleats I keep it fly like hype beast Cant deny I'm a beast From New York in the east Why I talk like a g Getting lost overseas G O D over sees Over my legacy Break a leg enemies Ain't no ending to me When I got energy Inner g inner chi You already know That you can't get ahead of me I be killing em with they adrenaline and speed Ain't never listen when I tell em take a seat If you want the verse I got the work but it ain't cheep I be busting moves and you dude ain't trying eat Crushing competition I been wishing they'd compete We could throw it down on a beat if its beef Have ya fans tweet to you rest in piece You could get a plate chicken breast and peas Let me mix it up I got the recipe Why these rappers in the trap like pest on cheese Still talking out ya neck sending threats to me No super soakers I'm a wet your tee If you a joker see the red nose beam Since my team been getting that cream My regime in green stay clean Always going hard swear to god Y'all ain't been up par with what I'm seeing I be dropping bars From the start I begin And you could ask the europeans in Berlin I swear got mad discipline with a pen Plus I keep grin since I'm bout to win So I hope I never seen you round here again Ya lol bitch ass mother fuckers better watch your shit [Outro] Gotta get gwuap, gotta get dough Gotta get knots, gotta get more Gotta get gwuap, gotta get dough Gotta get knots, gotta get more Gotta get gwuap, gotta get dough Gotta get knots, gotta get more Gotta get gwuap, gotta get dough Gotta get knots, gotta get more