Friday, July 3, 2009

Gotta Make That Money - TQ Feat E40


Seems like every night right before I go to sleep
I say a little prayer to the Lord that He keep me(that He keep me)
I used to be the kind of nigga that didn't give a fuck about nobody
The slightest little thing would make me mad
Especially if it involved my money
And I can't tell you 'bout the next man
But I love pullin' up in big sedans
Wit' all my niggas in a caravan
Holla if you hear me
Now I'd love to break ya bring you down
And take ya back again
But that would take too much time
And I gotta hit the streets again

HOOK:
And even if the sun don't shine
I'll still be hustlin'
Gotta get that money make that money keep it comin'
If it takes all nite
I can't be strugglin'
Somebody come help me can you tell me
Why is slangin' always on my mind
Must be buggin' I guess they figured I would quit
And they could get me if they tapped my line
Don't mean nothin' I'd still be hustlin'
Now I hate to be the one to tell ya But I don't mind
Nigga's can hate it they want to
And I'm still gonna get mine (still gonna get mine)
Yes I'll still be ridin' in a SC on dubs and I a..
All your women would know who I was
And that you wouldn't like (and that you wouldn't like)
If everybody kept their mind on getting they scrilla
Won't be no time to fuck wit' mine
So won't be no killin'
I'll just sit back and recline and smoke this Philly
And keep my fingers laced wit' diamonds like Big Willie
But for now catch me on Compton Avenue
Wit' a handful of hundreds and a strap or two
Puttin' it down for my nigga's like they told me to
U need some candy so won't you come thru!
(Hook)
(E40's rap)

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