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Artiste : Money Man
Titre : Foul
These niggas so foul
They´ll take your life for a bag of some loud
That lil´ bitch with me I´m pipin´ it down
Walk in the store leave you dead in the aisle
Bitch, I´m a canine, I´m just like a chow

Get your own drip, tryna bite my style
After we fuck she get up and she smile
I was on 85 south in the SUV Finna go get P
Got a outside plug and he waiting on me
Got a north side bitch and she laying on me
Got a carbon one five for nigga lyin´ on me
Had a lot of bum niggas go an´ change on me
Put some racks on your head know life ain´t free

´Scuse me, cutie, shoes ain´t cheap
Got a hundred rounds on me so I ride around deep
When she open up her legs I´ma go inside her deep
Showing her true colors, she a bona fide freak
Gotta show my true colors, I´m a bona fide plug
Got real good bud, got a white run nug
Got car kits on, nigga said he gonna rob me
I think not if we talkin´ bout new
Tell ´em buy a new Glock

I´m riched out I´m gonna buy a nigga block
All these rappers got a nigga too hot so a nigga might quit
´Cause I make more money from the marijuana shit
Drop a bag on the scale and I drop me a hit
Tryna sabotage, cashed out this shit
I ain´t have a car, I was walkin´ and shit
Now these thots be stalkin´ and shit
All these blues in my pocket and shit
When you shootin´ down em make sure you don´t miss
Got two aimin´ with made up names
I´ma go swipe with a four bust out chain
Got a bad lil´ baby and she rockin´ fresh braids
Why we never see you? ´Cause I don´t like fame
She been ridin´ all night so I know that she drained
And these hundreds on me blue, just like the fame

Growin´ up all a nigga went through was pain
Jumped off the balcony when 12 came to raid
Balenciaga Triple S off-white beige
Summerhill County, I ain´t talkin´ bout Dade
Every year a nigga music get better with age
I ain´t gotta dick ride, I´ma ride my own wave

These niggas so foul
They´ll take your life for a bag of some loud
That lil´ bitch with me I´m pipin´ it down
Walk in the store leave you dead in the aisle
Bitch, I´m a canine, I´m just like a chow
Get your own drip, tryna bite my style
After we fuck she get up and she smile
I was on 85 south in the SUV Finna go get P
Got a outside plug and he waiting on me
Got a north side bitch and she laying on me
Got a carbon one five for nigga lyin´ on me

Had a lot of bum niggas go an´ change on me
Put some racks on your head know life ain´t free