lirik lagu got caught dealin – clipse
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i got caught dealin, at the age of one-five
had all my b-tches stealin, just tryin to survive
and it was business as usual if one of mine had to die
cause f–k dat yo, i gotta make sho my dough multiply
crimes i commit heinous, y’all n-gg-s is brainless
you tied up at gun point, flinch make you famous
blow make me live aimless, my gun stainless
aim for your temple, hope you die painless
illest sh-t we wore those, marked money we tore those
my whole team channelin c-ke through urban portholes
you livin like meer immortals, your block’s foreclosed
we forty deep on in the street, and f–kin your hoes
seen your man club bathroom soft stuff heron
come out, loud talkin and sh-t, claimin he don
hope he know when he step outside baby it’s on
watch my guns illuminate the sky like vietnam
my confidence shared by all conglomerates
everyone in my circle is dominant
we live prominent, your world we bombin it
stuck in the pen? walk the sh-t in
come on and c-ck it
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eight-fifty navy blue, kill like a laker do
twenty inch chrome sh-t, who must i say to you
watch what your lady do
we stoned the f–k out
not just your car n-gg-, chrome ya truck out
calico plastic, twin to match it
ice white like some star wars sp-ce gun
though, that ain’t how they come my friend make ’em
sleek wit ’em like a l.a. n-gg-, love is day tons
they talk sh-t you n-gg- where it hits the procedure
i got rats dim as the site fool quick to switch cheetah
actually they want the cheeba i’m the owner and leader
yo my clip’s my b-tch, i own her and beat her
huh, sh-t, d-ck missile tomahawk
one thing i love is s-x discussions and armor talk
who got all the ceos disputin?
and my clipse n-gg-s fussin and shootin?
yo, it’s that same n-gg-
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it was. make money money take money money what?
make money money take money money what?
make money money take money money what?
make money money take money money money
you ain’t never seen it like this
ices this priceless, pullin heist-es
one wrong move, they lifeless
thug sh-t, bullets and clips and pwice this
where i come from n-gg-s shoot guns and dices
what the price is, scratch that we don’t ask that
we blast that gat in yo mouth, where the cash at?
that’s how i roll drugs get sold but never hold sh-t
malice face two-five to life, but never told sh-t
it’s like that, love for my clique, go ahead and light that
when shorty left with no ends, y’all been never bite that
day in the life, ain’t nothin nice how i hit ’em up
hands high get ’em up, cash tried lit ’em up
regret that? countin my stack i had to wet that
hog tied, telephone cords, speak to the lord
and while the cops untyin you, my whole team eyin you
cause even if you talk in your sleep my heat fryin you
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it was thankin thankin make money money take money money what?
make money money take money money what?
make money money take money money what?
make money money take money money money
make money money take money money what?
make money money take money money what?
make money money take money money what?
make money money take money money money
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