Bad Lucc

Bad Lucc - Let's Get Money lyrics

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Feat. Freddie Gibbs

(Hook)

All this grinded, all this Money

Gotta get it, if it’s hustling the I’m with it

Keep it bangin’ le’s get with it

All my gangsters, let’s get work

Bup-bup-bup you get it first

If you scared, then go to church

Let’s get this money, all my life I’ve been struggling with this paper

Keep on strapped, fuck a hater

If I’m in it then I ride

If I’m busting see you later

Gotta entry for this meal

Keep on flossing, fuck a deal

I get mine to fuck the feel

Let’s get money

(Verse)

My East side nigga, I gotta push your line and

Stay raped my hood and she looking fine

Watch on me nigga, put the cookie nien to nine

And now let’s talk here down for looking her

Musher weed and I spark the key

Count that van, I was made but still

Repair and shut, I’mma croky the field

Crime now with it, I’mma drop up the feel

Talk some’ she sexin’ hoer

LLG and get to next hoer

I see fresh with that mack hoer

When this do too free like a mess hoer

I bump the bullshit and I push the V

Plus that she said, she looking for me

Drups up that, nigga feeling so froze

Wanan hop nigga, stay feeling on hoers

Drop, hop shoppin’ what a fam my trip

Plan a damn solo and bust away and get trip

Me and my bros will pop the chip

Gotta al in the room, ball away 20 tips

Break the beat and I break it down

Won’t sell shit, if you make around me

And my nigga told it P. off the eight right now

Big dog with it, gotta take right now

Cush in the plane, I’mma set the mood

Niggas ain’t better than me so better check

I put ‘em, I don’t give a fuck, nigga next to you

Gotta break in 2, put you next to you

I’mma ten six high, nigga break the line

That look like on fucking time

I was raise in the hood, man I come from that

Never met a nigga doing that, never mention that

(Hook)

(Verse)

My near side nigga fresh will get ‘bout the G.

And say it ball on fifty three

Get another park, get another fucking ride

G. ain’t talk about a murder when you mention me

I got the yap yap on deck

GPs, VVS on my neck

Motherfuckers better moderate cu I'mma go retarded

Never tolerate no disrespect

They gotta get so my name, for these bitch balling on time

Ready to kidnap your kid ‘fore you really bump these problem

Did your innocent in my skin, in my blood, in my nature

Mamma new this since a baby

She gonna berry me as gansta

Choppin’ paper, ___________(?)

In the dope ball fine to cook it nine and

Cuz the gush we vein with a trapper big dream

With a dimmest and get cookie ____________(?) said this and I’mma make you mine now

Niggas they be sleeping and drip it, from in and all the problem

Try to hit and lick it right like all the problem

Niggas wanna hang the slam, you better bang the thang

But banging til the _____________(?)

I know, you still living like a motherfucker dope dealer,

Still living like a motherfucker drop boy

Got a pack of a girl, gotta go get her

Gona break it down, show me how is that boy

Look to my taught day and it’s retrieving every nigga in my stress day

We taking drips out of time, get your bitch busting down

Fine to put ‘em on the motherfucker six tape with my nigga

(Hook)

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