Blood Money

Lyrics

[Intro: Young Zee & Major] Yeah yeah Young! Fuck! Straight out of South Woods! [Chorus: Major] I just hit a lick the other day Opportunities what a nigga gon' create I'm a boss man Grind sweat and tears for my blood money Hustle all the year for my blood money And if you get caught Don't drop a dime You get rolled on if you jeopardize mine 'cause I ride Grind sweat and tears for my blood money Hustle all the year for my blood money [Verse 1: Young Zee] Your man ain't hard We'll peel his face And sew it on a basketball And kick it in his grandma's yard Hoes eat my dick like hotdogs at a food cart They worship my dick in the nude bar like it's Qumar Beef? Bettеr get a Glock and pop me Don't try to box me I got a possе of Muhammed Alis I got Teraji in a Maserati Poppin' roxies Bumpin' "Lodi Dodi" Duckin' paparazzi I get chicks like J-Lo and Jhené Aiko Gettin' fellatio In the eighth row ...at a Drake show Nigga short? I pull gats out and plug him Scratch out his cousin Max out from Southern Fuck [Chorus: Major] I just hit a lick the other day Opportunities what a nigga gon' create I'm a boss man Grind sweat and tears for my blood money Hustle all the year for my blood money And if you get caught Don't drop a dime You get rolled on if you jeopardize mine 'cause I ride Grind sweat and tears for my blood money Hustle all the year for my blood money [Verse 2: Young Zee] We up late with CupcakKe We stuff weight where her butt fake (Here) She get it from Upstate to Budd Lake Where we do it The feds'll never catch us It come from my heads in Memphis Through west of Texas To a bed and breakfast Then my seven heffers Will wait in leather dresses My niggas get they dick sucked At the pickup My dude hired a new dude Kid from Oakland He ain't know him He tried choke her She poked and smoked him With the blood money [Refrain: Young Zee & Rah Digga] (Man I hold it down) Hold it down, nigga This shit is gangsta! Jersey! Let's go! [Chorus: Major] I just hit a lick the other day Opportunities what a nigga gon' create I'm a boss man Grind sweat and tears for my blood money Hustle all the year for my blood money And if you get caught Don't drop a dime You get rolled on if you jeopardize mine 'cause I ride Grind sweat and tears for my blood money Hustle all the year for my blood money