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    Romeo Get Money текст песни

    Get Money

    (feat. C-Los)

    [Hook: x4]

    Get Money, Get Cash

    Let Them Haters Hate

    [Verse 1: Romeo]

    I live for good cream

    The fens they want me

    I’m not cooked coke

    But I feed the dope-fens

    Hip Hops in My blood

    Like Veins that Ivy’s

    The son of a hustler

    Y’all follow my lead

    My shows sold out

    Cause the kids they love me

    The Kobe of the game

    And y’all just in little leagues, yea

    Why play hard when y’all cats is practice

    Half kid, half amazing

    Why y’all dudes is whackers

    Same game, new team

    But never play for the Raptors

    Keep a camera man cause y’all dudes is actors

    I’m Kanyeing em

    Rick Ross Raying Em

    Play like Jason Young

    Got the whole hood haten em

    Crib look like a football stadium

    Light brothers out

    Well I think they back into em

    Got your girl trying to read me like a psychic

    Tell her to hit me on my Teen Mobile Sidekick

    [Hook x4]

    [Verse 2:]

    You follow me cause I’m a leader

    I’ma show you how to treat her

    Put it up on 22′s

    Paint it up like its easter

    So young but I’m fly

    Now you looking at them sneakers

    P. Miller yea I treat em like Adidas

    Five-hundred mill and we steady getting rich

    Can’t be De Ja Vu cause my name ain’t Jiggilo

    Most cats can’t read so I’m about to paint a picture

    I’ve been starving to long now I’m about to come get yea

    You wanna stunt don’t do that no

    I don’t do shopping sprees cause I live in the mall

    Dudes hate on my game but I’m killing em all

    Hey I got that crack money

    Cause its climbing the wall

    You better grab your chick got me on the cell phone

    Hormones rising yea you better take your girl home

    From the south but get hiffy like the BANG

    Real dudes lean back and do what the hook say

    [Hook x4]

    [Verse 3: C-Los]

    I’m C-los I’m about to step up

    In this game and spit a message

    If all these fake thugs

    little test they’d get an F

    I’m all on the screen

    Will still get respect

    Ain’t chewing on no bubble gum

    But grill still is the freshest

    I’m an animal don’t meet me

    I’ll have to handle you

    And open up a can of you

    I ain’t talk about no Cambell Soup

    Still won’t beef

    I’ll meet two people

    who look and handle you

    My chain stay flashing

    Same as a little camera do

    No you don’t stand a chance

    My diamonds make a you half glance

    Don’t talk to loud around me

    All this ice will cause an avalanche

    Me, I’m a handful

    Plus another gutta gutta

    Ride with the plucka plucka

    Theres ain’t anotha brotha

    Like a crash

    Like Micheal Jackson

    House a giant mansion

    Just imagine people staring

    Say watch my star mansion

    King T lows, chain hang low

    And my mouth resemble skittles

    Dog I really taste the rainbow

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