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Brooklyn we shout,
Kay G nigga, get loud
we out of here, uh uh

Nothing more important than a mula
ain't nothing more important than a mula
you already know what it is my G,
let's get it!

Hook:
Ain't nothing more important than a mula,
Ain't nothing more important than a mula
praise God hallelujah, praise God hallelujah.
Ain't nothing more important than a mula
set my little king he gonna want to be the ruler,
back in the mula, whole click full of them shooters,
and I..prison so I'm screaming hallelujah.

Black nigga selling white call it segregation,
I'm a slave to the whips all of them caucasian
I make that thing go, this niggas you quicker than Jane go
..and do more hard, I might be wait in the pain hoe,
shout out to my bank roll, I show my pockets love,
'cause they hold me down,
you know this broke hoes when they stick me up,
plus I'm on that new shit, you know that beat that do say,
plus I got this game cook, my..you're looking like two flame,
eat nigga, eat nigga, you already know this blick nigga
I go hard in the streets nigga,
you only go hard in tweets nigga,
you do, and your new lady, huh
that's my own bitch, niggas buy a new Mercedes,
but do my own whips.
Now I'm f*cking no biffing nigga,
niggas know I'm straight livin' nigga,
I don't give a f*ck about diesel nigga,
I pull-pull it right through cleavage nigga,
reach your whole ass, running your spot with no mess,
and I wanna meet your boss 'cause I wanna meet your boss
and I wanna give you p**sy niggas out here no pass,
and this money honey, all season nigga,
go against the click, will kill you for that treason nigga,
and name is terms, give me your reason nigga,
we will find out just when you and your bitch be sleeping nigga.

Hook:
Ain't nothing more important than a mula,
Ain't nothing more important than a mula
praise God hallelujah, praise God hallelujah.
Ain't nothing more important than a mula,
Ain't nothing more important than a mula
praise God hallelujah, praise God hallelujah.

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Pocket full of that 808, that scrape the plate
That thing that sell, that avoid the gate
Yeah we gettin hustle money, that hustle money
Pocket full of that hustle money, we gettin hustle money

Yeah I’m gettin hustle money, and that muscle money
We will run in your crib if we found out you a buster money
We will dust you off,
How much you cost? That’s the extra cash
So nigga don’t piss us off
Pocket full of that crack addict, ways to seal, that black madden
Me and boy I’m back at it, eating off nigga’s habits
Got a crackhouse on my neck, show respect
My wrist cost me a town, and them hoes know I get down
I’ma blow all this hoe money, on Patron and get tall money
Leave the club well like photo, baby going by 6 dough
Gotta go get my strip cash, one bitch got my polo bag
And she got my connect… yeah boy I’m fucking straight

Pocket full of that 808, that scrape the plate
That thing that sell, that avoid the gate
Yeah we gettin hustle money, that hustle money
Pocket full of that hustle money, we gettin hustle money

Niggas with that old dough, we just call it blow dough
Or that pays …fucking around with them…heads
We get that tax free, how dawg, don’t ask me
You get them witness chips, you won that snitches shit
Me I hit the club and blow a pound on Sirrock
2 more on some shots, and that ace cost me my block
And I might fuck up Maria but, I don’t give a fuck
Cause under my mattress is the stash that I call get you stop
And I still got my sock draw, and I got my shoe box
I’m rising around with my Hennesey and I’m listening to that 2Pac
I got money on my mind so I be on my grind
Got a pocket full of that Scarface so you know the world is mine, nigga!

Pocket full of that 808, that scrape the plate
That thing that sell, that avoid the gate
Yeah we gettin hustle money, that hustle money
Pocket full of that hustle money, we gettin hustle money X 2

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You know rockin with the 80 ..
Stop bringin to the 80 ..
Stop, now idn for the second one
My people are on the front lane like a ..
But dont wanna leave i get a better one
And i’ll be beggin on i just back in em
So tell em what you recon ..
I recon this .. Window to record spon .
How do you mae a home sick better
New sis from the dark dont’ say never
Do you hear what i’m sayin i’m too clever for my own
But i wonder what they catch
Not ball me we’re not ..say i am not save ..
Competitor s..pack ti off

Hook:
Game over i thought i told you this was done
I thought i todl you
When you first heard me speak in time
I don’t understand why do you continue to drive
Game over, game over

Want a killer .. See me on the telly
Vision with the message ..from the helicopter flow
.. In your eyes cause you ought to know
You know rockin with the new one better
Get her, relax full fo sec on the thought i spit it
Certainly digest i ..when i’m done with ..
Is the king rock kelly i’m the ..
Stay tuff like .. With this new sucker
..still have the .. With the b .. In the mean top
Energy stay over tell em pack it off

[hook:]

Game over told you
Blick still like a soldier
Me and rock kelly
Never in the party without my army
To em let me get back to it
Try to get wasted to .. With em now
When everybody walk around
So come out her hand my homie oke
Tell em bring rose
Cush game

[2 x hook:]

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holla
this the big k ground hang on my nine
still blowing line mother reach other swan
yeah i’m on the low low docking pigs .. solo
still i’m blowing that .. my rowdy got the foe foe
i pull up to the club and something i’m ..a couple hundred
with a couple bad b*tches honey bottles when i come to that via
i’m on that teen g high, twenty in my trues if it ain’t those
is the devise gucci on my feet if it ain’t i’m rockin ..
.. like these boots i got .. thousand pair
when you smell it in the air then you know my team there
and everybody strapped here we got them things here
so tell em p**sy fag nigga see me when they see me
‘cause they just wanna hate me ‘cause they busy tryin to be me
their pretty ladies meet me and they know just how to great me
i call em .. free free and we’re gonna ..to skip skip
and we’ll be doing what we want to
i send my .. on trust me when i warn you
they’ll come through and warn you
niggas just gonna mourn you .. battle with ..
my niggas just like gonna do
yeah so made that nigga .. while i blow this brand
take a side with diesel to the hand.
cush gang get low ..
brooklyn the whole new york you know what it is
holla ..when you see .. in the streets ..

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what you got?
racks on racks on racks
he got racks on racks on racks
we got racks on racks on raaaaacks
i got i got racks on racks on racks
she got racks on racks on racks
they got racks on racks on racks.

got campaigne going so strong
getting brain while im talking on da phone
spend money when ya money's long
real street nigga no clone
we at da top where we belong
straight lean, rozay', patron.
...
in the club hear this song
racks on racks on racks
he got racks on racks on racks
we got racks on racks on raaaaacks
i got i got racks on racks on racks
she got racks on racks on racks
they got racks on racks on racks

i got stack on top of stacks
i got racks on top of racks
hit them all when i bust all up
what you .. nigger know about that
got a stash in my trunk …if the cops
pull me over i got .. on top of that
and i .. of patrol
i got a girl i am gonna take her home
let her run down in my crib
play tag without no clothes
straight niggers we keep it g
still got work .. middle finger to the ..
all my enemies best retried
lay a nigger down with my mc
..with my back against that wall
all i know .. that’s why i am on this song
got campaigne going so strong
getting brain while im talking on da phone
spend money when ya money's long
real street nigga no clone
we at da top where we belong
straight lean, rozay', patron.
...
in the club hear this song
racks on racks on racks
he got racks on racks on racks
we got racks on racks on raaaaacks
i got i got racks on racks on racks
she got racks on racks on racks
they got racks on racks on racks

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chorus

.. hate on a nagger than mean it
throwing money in the air
there is no reason to save it
lift your glasses .. niggers gonna hate on us
i am the one all the models wanna holler on us
.. to bring my bottles back
as i take my sip i reminiscence the life i have

i throw at myself cause i’ve made it
from out the basement .. your favorite
gotta admit the shit we’re doing is amazing
i am on a a list my ears are to the pavement
i hear the streets talk
they want the bleed talk
.. no i mean my fault
i was on the fame shit i went out to dublin
to drink away this pain shit
everybody saying shit
me i don’t explain shit
i don’t get emotional
never tried to sing shit
everybody blame shit
i wish i could have changed
but the fact remains the same
it’s just a game bitch
toast to the past while we celebrate the new ..
get low kush gang that’s the new crew
i am on my own tour …you thought i was just .. shit
you thought i was .. words just to hear what they sound like
i was trying to tell you nigger what really went down tonight
i am going through a phase life is like a fucking maze
i record in may fuck what the critics say
got lost friends now i am talking to their ghost
my lost friends took the money not their ghost
and niggers hate me i wonder why they feel so
cause i did nothing nigger but what i know

chorus

i take a sip of this champagne
the good life tastes good at your ..

really no .. when you really go hard
you get pops and stars … cars
kush and balls like …
you ain’t never live it what the fuck are you telling
niggers say i am good cause .. is good
but none of my albums went ..
so .. hooding
look mighty good like a really nagger should
.. while we toast it
hold another .. why would i ever complain
i let the bitches do it for me i just make the money
i don’t promote nothing the haters do it for me
and i am the one in the hood .. honestly i can really say fuck you all
but the .. in the matrix
and some of you took the wrong pill
cause these niggers haven’t forgot what is real

chorus

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