For The Money (Explicit)歌词-Dopeboy Ra

For The Money (Explicit)歌词由Dopeboy Ra演唱，出自专辑《I Am What I Am (Remastered 2023) [Explicit]》，下面是《For The Money (Explicit)》完整版歌词！

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For the Money (Explicit) - RaRa/T.I.

Chasin' the money like it got legs

I'm tryna come up far from the feds

I need a big booty and some bread

I need to scrum a head and some eggs

Smokin' cigarette inside the foreign

Goin' on police chases when it's borin'

Ghetto b**ches sell niggas then goin'

F**k with my pimp and she know that I'm on

Goin' on yeah your hoe whorin'

Should be long gone get you gone

In the all chrome my new whip

Goin' real fast get slowed down

For a long time been I been well known

Pull a bad broad like pheromone

I got things up with this I'm on

'Cause I been tryna rob for a herringbone

I'm on melrose

Got the fetty for it know I'm ready for it

Ridin' drop top b**ch I'm headed for it

Couch steady for it

I'ma shake this I look great b**ch

Clean your plate b**ch fix your face b**ch

Call your girl up f**k her world up

Baby girl up things they tell us

Sheets they sellin' I'ma sell her

My mama need me and I won't fail her

When she need somethin'

What you think I'm gon' tell her

Even the mid strap and my kevlar

Know we just set raw we don't steal cars

We don't take sh*t we go ape sh*t

Get you crossed out like my shoe laces

Ni**a learned the basics 'fore you try to step up

I'll die before I let you disrespect her yessir

Quarter mill in the tesla gas her up

Had a whip should out of pressure yessir

The chopper come with me wherever I go

And the pot big sh*t hand on the bible

Hand on rifle make me pipe up

You new niggas ain't sh*t like us

Ain't that none of the sh*t you write up

They ought to disqualify your cypher

My best friends are real deal lifers

Who ran these streets and earned these stripes bruh

I earned my right to kick this sh*t man

Man I done dodged these bullets and did this sh*t

I been in and out of prison since 'bout 15

Ain't nothin' soft about this king

And ain't nothin' weak about this clip

And we'll see if you really about this sh*t

We spendin' old d**e money with a brand new stick

Got the blueprint and the manuscript

The need to cross that line the man you handle

Whatever you do do not do that

Big ol' bag big ol' a**

Big ol' knife big ol' rock

We don't talk diddy bop

Can't stop won't stop

Stir the hood move the block

Shake the cars don't panic

Came to win it's not a trend

I'm all in

I replace the sh*t harlem shake the sh*t

Put it back together I remake this sh*t

We can make this sh*t no more basic sh*t

Police hate this sh*t start that racin' sh*t

Come and case the b**ch come back take some sh*t

You no safe house and not that savin' sh*t

On that hen' I don't chase to face sh*t

Draw these guidelines and you just trace that sh*t

I got pool dog and not your casin' sh*t

Put my game down and she embrace that sh*t

Money set drugs found first

Beamer benz and bentley not a verb

B**ch you wanna see me bring your purse

Make it worth a mil and get to work

Hustle gang with you yes for sure

Pistol on you with you yes for sure

Never been a sucker that's for sure

Die for what I rhyme for for sure

You got me sadly mistaken you got me f**ked up

Wanna form a line waitin' for me

To pick my tucks up

With a new bow time hand on mine

Did it fly off the handle I

Been major ever since was independent

Ni**a better recognize the pistol send it

Started in the trap and did transcend it

Again and again and again I did it

Ni**a always got the sh*t to certify

If I did get it feel the whereabouts

What they ought to do do a article

Wanna diss niggas in your interview

Goin' back and forth what I finna do

'Cause my attitude is too centre cool

Take your main b**ch hit her with full dick

Put her a** to sleep like benadryl

Lord time wake her a** up

Hit her bathroom take her raw back

I'm not fazed 'bout what thots say

Don't give no damn 'bout a whore wrath

If a porno or a pure dab

Been to your pad where's your cab

I'm a revolutionary radical

Need p**sy just to take me off the war path

I see sunny days in my forecast

Homie you don't pay well it's your a**

You be goin' home with a tore a**

With some bullet holes in your torso

Ni**a forth live for my bankrolls

While I'm kickin' back and drinkin' four door

While a ni**a kickin' in your door

Hold up wait a minute there's more dough

Ric flair got it poppin' like ric flair

Rich boy cold b**ch please

B**ch sneeze

We'll bless ya we're special

Yeah extra extra read about it b**ch

You don't like it see about it b**ch

Never gon' be about it b**ch

Always hate on me about a b**ch

Tip found me I was out here thuggin'

Ni**a tried me I be out here bustin'

12 iron man I might hit flesh

Got too many guns to be out here testin'

Aw man I am such a player

Tryna find another me is rare

Me and your b**ch get your b**ch here

Won't be spared don't get scared

We don't love her we just count her likes

Pass her to the homie we recycle

I am somethin' like a young Michael

Tyson Jordan Jackson

D**e boy GQ special

Real ni**a bad b**ch issue

Redbone centrefold hoe

Banks sellin' bricks and goin' gold

Ya know it