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50 cent - all about dough lyrics
[chorus]
winter, spring, summer, fall, we out though, we out though
cocaine, heroin, we ’bout dough, we ’bout dough
cops coming, we runnin’, we out yo, we out yo
f-ck you thought we was trickin’, get out ho, get out ho
[50 cent – verse 1]
i smile when that money come, stunt when that money come
n-ggas front when that money come, and i’ma have to handle them
man i don’t trust none of them, why they bringin’ and come with them,
why they come in a cop, f-ck around and get shot
i wanna cold blood n-gga sh-t i will pull a trigger ’cause
you’d better do your homework you’ll find out who you f-cking with
’cause i ain’t full of s-cker sh-t, i’m joking no chris tucker sh-t
i ain’t even smilin’, i’ma ’bout to start wylin’
i got bricks of that peruvian
a though face medicine, sniff that in doughs, that’s a dope fiends regimen
range rover, game over, i’m getting my lean on
hard to miss my target when i done click the beam on
i’m not the one to scheme on you, p-ssy n-ggas dream on
i give the work, f-ck what ya heard, homeboy you gettin’ shot
i’m out here with my chain on, my watch and pinky ring on
i hustle hard for this sh-t take a look at what i got
[chorus]
winter, spring, summer, fall, we out though, we out though
cocaine, heroin, we ’bout dough, we ’bout dough
cops coming, we runnin’, we out yo, we out yo
f-ck you thought we was trickin’, get out ho, get out ho
[50 cent – verse 2]
it’s the same old, same old, extra clips, hollow tips
n-ggas ain’t playin’ yo, we still on that gangsta sh-t
that block mine, find out when my glock 9, pop
i’m surrounded by shooters, so i ain’t got to shoot it
you n-ggas on computers better sit there and compute it
dodge what i just said, or get shot and left for dead
you think you don’t give a f-ck n-gga, i don’t give a f-ck
i pistol whip your -ss down, watch your homies pick you up
i got 2 million cash, that’s my brown bag money
think maybe that’s why n-ggas’ll just fire mags for me
it’s the telephone game, i done heard through the grape vine
n-ggas talk crazy until the holows start firin’
[chorus]
[outro]
yeah, this is what it sound like when i’m rockin’ four in the morning
sh-t slow down, i’m just f-cking with you
i’m ghetto, i’m ghetto like a m-th-f-cker, ha ha
eh, a n-ggas calls object, call some b-tches man
i’m finna have some b-tches come over here
oh my god, this is the life
eh n-gga i tell you, my bank account bring goose b-mps on your m-th-f-cking bank
g-g-g-g-unit!!!
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