- Young Bleed Time And Money 歌詞
- Young Bleed
- (feat. Too $hort)
[Young Bleed]
See, we can make it happen and keep em jumpin like jacks
If ya know thats a ***** aphrodesiac
*** **, where the geez be at?
You can catch me chillin steady feelin like what what what
Yall ****** get the feelin huh
Willin and able to snatch the money off the table and keep bailin
And hailin them twigs, ***** aint no tellin
Steady hustlin high its do or die for a hustla
Do your thing remain same and loyal customers
Pack your things with mufflers and watch yo back
Its like that, we gon ice that
But if they strike back is you ready for me?
Better be, some hoes will never be
Slippin in this game, * **** never me
*****, dont give a **** if ya bigger
The zag zipper got it off the hook
Know the *******, no look haters dont wanna crumble the crook
Leave em shook, keep flippin em
See thats the past time, but *****, your boys follow me,
Im gonna blast mine
** *** huh, ***** what
[Chorus x2: Young Bleed]
Time is money, money is time,
That ***** Bleed and Too Short done hopped on the grind ,
Call it a crime, thats the life of a hustla,
Anything in my way, I'm comin for your jugular
[Too Short says '*****!' throughout repeat]
[Too $hort]
Now where you think you goin *****, I aint through with you
I aint seen no other hoes I wanna do it to
Got you hella drunk, so I might as well keep you
Take you to ahotel and freak you *****
Short Dogg gettin at that ass
I stripped her butt naked then I tapped that ass
I could tell the way she dance, she like to ****
Gotta get her out the pants, I like em up
Punk ******* stare, they cant compare to you
These fake hoes dont know what real players do, *****
I popped in the nudey tape, *****
I love the way the booty shakes
So when I hit it from the backside say oh ****
Gotta get it like that while I stroke the clit
Roll a big fat join start smokin it
Cuz Im a real ass ***** I aint jokin *****, *****, *****, BEOTCH
[Chorus: Too $hort]
Time is money, money is time,
That ***** Bleed and Too Short done hopped on the grind,
Call it a crime, thats the life of a hustla,
And if ya get in my way, you gettin ****** up *****
[Young Bleed]
Lookin at the sunshine and its about that time
Fo a ***** like me to get down for mine
From the heavens to the clouds, for the sky to the earth, Breakin dirt
For whatever its worth
You know, gotta take it slow though
People gonna wanna take my photo
You dont know though, thats why I stay solo
Hounded like a mad man, kickin up dust
Ready to bust on whoever wanna get in my way
No more discussion, whats the repercussion?
When it really dont matter, ****** get shattered dreams,
When they see the buckshots scatter
Save the chatter for the mama, you aint bout no drama
I can see it in ya eyes, your just another number
Welcome to the world of the hustlas, playas, and pimps
Where if it dont make dollars, then it dont make sense
Thats evidence, I touched the game and no left no fingerprints
And dug up the grave of slaves, flippin dead presidents, ya heard me
[Chorus: Young Bleed][solo x2]
[Young Bleed]
Young Bleed, Too Short, 99, know what Im sayin , one time *****
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