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Blood On The Money

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Blood On The Money

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They gave lil Trotty 25 for them thangs, nigga

They walk up on you, give it to your friends, nigga

They walk up on you, give it to you, see your friends, nigga

(Young Metro, Young Metro, Young Metro)

We've been at the laundromat all day

We've been washin' money all day

I heard the police lookin' for me cause I got the hood hot

We've been at the laundromat all day

We've been washin' money all day

Heard the police lookin' for me cause I got the hood hot

It got blood on that money and I still count it

They got blood on the money and I still count it

I can't help the way I'm raised up

That Easter Pink, I tried to give it up, I can't give it up

28 grams, I serve it on the porch

I just seent them narcs, they ran off in my house

The homicide unit coming to the house

My cousin murked a nigga and he just got out

I hang with all the killers and the robbers

I pour me up some drank, say: Fuck my problems

My hood, they treat me like I'm El Chapo

I keep that dog food like I'm Ralo

I had the warrant in Clayco and beat the case

Man I'm fresh as hell, bitch, Easter day

All my ghetto tactics I'm above average

I've been so in tune, man I've been so ambitious

Grab another Fanta, let me fill it up

If they ain't make the channel, you ain't built like us

The Federales fuckin' with my nigga Ty

It's Black Amigo Gang 'til a nigga die

I feel I'm walkin' through Hell

I swear to God I'll never tell

They try to give a nigga the chair

I tell my mama: Wish me well

They got blood on the money and I still count it

They got blood on the money and I still count it

They got girl on the money and I still count it

They got boy on the money, watch my nigga count it

I know the devil is real, I know the devil is real

I take a dose of them pills and I get real low in the field

I'll fly to LA today, and I live so high in the Hills

I share the mansion with goonies, I shared the bitch with a goonie

I took the mack in Bal Harbor, niggas ain't slippin', we got 'em

I took the pack out to Paris, me and that money got married

Me and the molly got married

Devoted in everything, my niggas mean everything

We're 5 deep inside a Chevy

Yeah we tryna get it

Ask me do I know how to whip it

Fuck the witness

It got blood on the money and I still count it

They got blood on the money and I still count it

I can't help the way I'm raised up

That Easter Pink, I tried to give it up, I can't give it up

She put me off and it was ugly

I made a million dollars, say she love me

The way she did me, it destroyed me

I kept it real with lil' shorty

I've been goin' bar for bar, these niggas know what's poppin' with me

I can go from car to car, these bitches quarter million at least

Two thousand for the shoes, I keep some shit on my feet

I'm prolly in the mood to fuck your bitch on the beach

I dropped out of school and I get money like Meech

Send a junkie, send a driver just to get somethin' to eat

You see how things change?

I came from cocaine

It got blood on the money and I still count it

They got blood on the money and I still count it

I can't help the way I'm raised up

That Easter Pink, I tried to give it up, I can't give it up

I hang with all the killers and the robbers

I pour me up a drink, say: Fuck my problems

The federales fuckin' with my nigga Ty

It's Black Amigo Gang 'til a nigga die

I heard the police lookin' for me cause I got the hood hot

Heard the police lookin' for me cause I got the hood

They got girls on the money and I still count it

They got boy on the money, watch my nigga count it

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