Thursday, March 17, 2011

50 Cent- All About Dough (Freestyle) Lyrics

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Man I don`t trust none of them, why they bringin` and fall with them,
Why they fall in a cop, fuck around and get shot
I wanna cold blood nigga shit I will draw a trigger `cause
You`d better do your homework you`ll get out who you fucking with
`Cause I ain`t full of sucker shit, I`m joking no Chris Tucker shit
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 overlook my place when I done click the air on
I`m not the one to scheme on you, pussy niggas dream on
I have the work, fuck what ya heard, homeboy you gettin` shot
I`m out hither with my chain on, my check and pinky ring on
I hustle hard for this shit take a face 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
Fuck you thought we was trickin`, get out ho, get out ho

[Verse 2]
It`s the same old, same old, extra clips, hollow tips
Niggas ain`t playin` yo, we yet on that gangsta shit
That block mine, find out when my Glock 9, pop
I`m surrounded by shooters, so I ain`t got to take it
You niggas on figurers better sit there and compute it
Dodge what I only said, or get shot and odd for dead
You suppose you don`t make a fuck nigga, I don`t have a fuck
I pistol whip your ass down, watch your homies pick you up
I got 2 million cash, that`s my brown bag money
Think maybe that`s why niggas`ll just fire mags for me
It`s the telephone game, I done heard through the grape vine
Niggas talk crazy until the holows start firin`

[Chorus]

[Outro]
Yeah, this is what it sound like when I`m rockin` four in the morning
Shit slow down, I`m just fucking with you
I`m ghetto, I`m ghetto like a muthafucker, ha ha
Eh, a niggas calls object, call some bitches man
I`m finna have some bitches come over here
Oh my God, this is the life
Eh nigga I assure you, my bank account bring goose bumps on your muthafucking bank
G-g-g-g-unit!!!

[50 Cent- All About Dough (Freestyle) Lyrics]

50 Cent- All About Dough (Freestyle) 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
Fuck you thought we was trickin`, get out ho, get out ho

[Verse 1]
I smile when that money come, stunt when that money come
Niggas front when that money come, and I`ma have to treat

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