Street Money

Lyrics

[Chorus: Skatterman] It's that street money, my kids gotta eat money We did what we had to do, get up on our feet money It's that rock, dope deal, kill cheap money Anything up under the sun,the keep money [Verse 1: Young Suspence] It's that 2 8, we out with the swag Play with my goons, cop niggas get wacked These nigga's no Suspence, got a V slitting his neck Switch to dilate the sub, them niggas won't miss Walking like the scrapper, in the game that's a fact Masked up, crack a nigga, don't push me Got the money like Nickalass, money is the key to surviving I got the power on my back, I put a hit on my [?] I'm on some mafia shit, putting jerks in they place In the position of pushing whips, fuck catching a case Like Skatterman, my Snug will leave you in your place We some street niggas with street money, it ain't hard to get [Verse 2: Skatterman] It's that street money, it got my nigga's head twisted The other one, he number 1 in the hood living Cars in the city, hard as fuck Caught [?] [?] as evident as a hooker in front of a chearch What a word, I got to him first I hate that you called me But dude, what the fuck you thought, man? Over in Kansas selling soft to the hard man You niggas Crip through the gang of Bloods Gone now, we out here blasting, they hating on us But they week money, want some work, they get it cheap from me Ratting on my homie, I let you down for your street money [Chorus: Skatterman] It's that street money, my kids gotta eat money We did what we had to do, get up on our feet money It's that rock, dope deal, kill cheap money Anything up under the sun,the keep money [Verse 3: Snug Brim] Got that filthy money, to eat, iGet in the way of my hustle, I heat your dome I got them hard bodies, packing [?] for the chroam Reaching for 200 pieces, like 50, it's on Making power moves to have my money stretch that way Fuckin with [?], and Cubins and [?] Set pays, and escolates, [?] Having the best of days, [?] 30 bitches in the room [?], hustle, surrounded by the chips I'm paper cthe [?] that I [?] they flashing On me, that's cash Get your frame burnt like ashes [Chorus: Skatterman] It's that street money, my kids gotta eat money We did what we had to do, get up on our feet money It's that rock, dope deal, kill cheap money Anything up under the sun,the keep money