Lyrics All About Dough.lrc 50 Cent
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[ar: 50 Cent]
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[ti: All About Dough]
[length: 02:47]
[00:09.16]Winter, Spring, Summer, Fall, we out though, we out though
[00:12.20]Cocaine, heroin, we ’bout dough, we ’bout dough
[00:15.17]Cops coming, we runnin’, we out yo, we out yo
[00:18.08]Fuck you thought we was trickin’, get out ho, get out ho
[00:20.91]I smile when that money come, stunt when that money come
[00:23.87]Niggas front when that money come, and I’ma have to handle them
[00:26.40]Man I don’t trust none of them, why they bringin’ and come with them,
[00:29.65]Why they come in a cop, fuck around and get shot
[00:32.34]I’m on that cold blood nigga shit I will pull a trigger ’cause
[00:35.65]You’d better do your homework you’ll find out who you fucking with
[00:38.57]’Cause I ain’t full of sucker shit, I’m joking no Chris Tucker shit
[00:41.47]I ain’t even smilin’, I’ma ’bout to start wylin’
[00:44.54]I got bricks of that Peruvian
[00:46.07]A though face medicine, sniff that in doughs, that’s a dope fiends regimen
[00:49.97]Range Rover, game over, I’m getting my lean on
[00:53.38]Hard to miss my target when I done click the beam on
[00:56.13]I’m not the one to scheme on you, pussy niggas dream on
[00:59.33]I give the work, fuck what ya heard, homeboy you gettin’ shot
[01:02.08]I’m out here with my chain on, my watch and pinky ring on
[01:04.96]I hustle hard for this shit take a look at what I got
[01:07.73]Winter, Spring, Summer, Fall, we out though, we out though
[01:10.97]Cocaine, heroin, we ’bout dough, we ’bout dough
[01:14.22]Cops coming, we runnin’, we out yo, we out yo
[01:16.96]Fuck you thought we was trickin’, get out ho, get out ho
[01:19.80]It’s the same old, same old, extra clips, hollow tips
[01:22.77]Niggas ain’t playin’ yo, we still on that gangsta shit
[01:25.83]That block mine, find out when my Glock 9, pop
[01:28.26]I’m surrounded by shooters, so I ain’t got to shoot it
[01:31.66]You niggas on computers better sit there and compute it
[01:34.11]Dodge what I just said, or get shot and left for dead
[01:37.29]You think you don’t give a fuck nigga, I don’t give a fuck
[01:39.93]I pistol whip your ass down, watch your homies pick you up
[01:43.02]I got 2 million cash, that’s my brown bag money
[01:46.17]Think maybe that’s why niggas’ll just fire mags for me
[01:48.82]It’s the telephone game, I done heard through the grape vine
[01:52.43]Niggas talk crazy until the holows start flying
[01:55.34]Winter, Spring, Summer, Fall, we out though, we out though
[01:58.43]Cocaine, heroin, we ’bout dough, we ’bout dough
[02:01.49]Cops coming, we runnin’, we out yo, we out yo
[02:04.39]Fuck you thought we was trickin’, get out ho, get out ho
[02:08.19]Yeah, this is what it sound like when I’m rockin’ four in the morning
[02:15.46]Shit slow down, I’m just fucking with you
[02:19.96]I’m ghetto, I’m ghetto like a muthafucker, ha ha
[02:22.43]Eh, a niggas calls object, call some bitches man
[02:32.04]I’m finna have some bitches come over here
[02:34.74]Oh my God, this is the life
[02:42.72]Eh nigga I tell you, my bank account bring goose bumps on your muthafucking
[02:50.87]Bank
[02:54.98]G-g-g-g-unit!
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