"Money & Greeze" lyrics
You say that you're on me and that I'm a fucking tramp
Di-di-di bow
Di-di-di bow
No work on the streets but you wanna talk that wass
But you wanna talk that wass
No work on the streets but you wanna talk that wass
You say that you're on me and that I'm a fucking tramp
Money and beef
But all of you dash
4-1-0, F-blocka but I'm also Crash
No work on the streets but you wanna talk that wass
Ayy, shit den splash, gangdem rise and attack
Black blade ting got long, so I had to grip that mash
They say I'm this and they say I'm that, yeah all of dat chit-chit-chat
Any opp I see, I finish that
Crash gang, crashin' gang, no Spartan-Ku, we crash on gangs
Just banging on net, I think they're mad technicians
Woke up and I saw bare dissing but I ain't been touched by none of these bitches
Like ching man down with a big'en
And all dis supply on a new one and this one's coming all different
And man just do it like Kwengface, I swear down I thought it was a Smith'n
Like, smoke man out of his shoes, the corn for the cob man dishin'
Them crashers step, stab at his chest and neck and dem mans missing
Them crashers step, stab at his chest and neck and dem mans missing, with a big ass kitchen
You say that you're on me and that I'm a fucking tramp
Money and beef
But all of you dash
4-1-0, F-blocka but I'm also Crash
No work on the streets but you wanna talk that wass
You say that you're on me and that I'm a fucking tramp
Money and beef
But all of you dash
4-1-0, F-blocka but I'm also Crash
No work on the streets but you wanna talk that wass
Flick shank rambo, I ain't lacking
Them opps chat shit, I'll poke mans ribs and I know this pussy can't hack it
Man steady shootin' and dashin', Tash slipped, should've stabbed him
Smokey got a crackin', gang rise and attack and that black blade, it does damage
Who's hungry?
Got corn for all of them faggots
Sick and tired of these maggots, grab him trip him up and then splash him, active
Crash gang we all active, dip three times, that's Active
Then we see him and I'll splash him, been round where they're hanging
Don't end up like your boy, he's on the floor, he just spazzin'
The love for the green is real, opps see green and they start panic
"I ain't involved", pshh, why the fuck are you lying?
I swear that yout over der, he's on the net, he's just typing
You say that you're on me and that I'm a fucking tramp
Money and beef
But all of you dash
4-1-0, F-blocka but I'm also Crash
No work on the streets but you wanna talk that wass
You say that you're on me and that I'm a fucking tramp
Money and beef
But all of you dash
4-1-0, F-blocka but I'm also Crash
No work on the streets but you wanna talk that wass
Di-di-di bow
Di-di-di bow
No work on the streets but you wanna talk that wass
But you wanna talk that wass
No work on the streets but you wanna talk that wass
You say that you're on me and that I'm a fucking tramp
Money and beef
But all of you dash
4-1-0, F-blocka but I'm also Crash
No work on the streets but you wanna talk that wass
Ayy, shit den splash, gangdem rise and attack
Black blade ting got long, so I had to grip that mash
They say I'm this and they say I'm that, yeah all of dat chit-chit-chat
Any opp I see, I finish that
Crash gang, crashin' gang, no Spartan-Ku, we crash on gangs
Just banging on net, I think they're mad technicians
Woke up and I saw bare dissing but I ain't been touched by none of these bitches
Like ching man down with a big'en
And all dis supply on a new one and this one's coming all different
And man just do it like Kwengface, I swear down I thought it was a Smith'n
Like, smoke man out of his shoes, the corn for the cob man dishin'
Them crashers step, stab at his chest and neck and dem mans missing
Them crashers step, stab at his chest and neck and dem mans missing, with a big ass kitchen
You say that you're on me and that I'm a fucking tramp
Money and beef
But all of you dash
4-1-0, F-blocka but I'm also Crash
No work on the streets but you wanna talk that wass
You say that you're on me and that I'm a fucking tramp
Money and beef
But all of you dash
4-1-0, F-blocka but I'm also Crash
No work on the streets but you wanna talk that wass
Flick shank rambo, I ain't lacking
Them opps chat shit, I'll poke mans ribs and I know this pussy can't hack it
Man steady shootin' and dashin', Tash slipped, should've stabbed him
Smokey got a crackin', gang rise and attack and that black blade, it does damage
Who's hungry?
Got corn for all of them faggots
Sick and tired of these maggots, grab him trip him up and then splash him, active
Crash gang we all active, dip three times, that's Active
Then we see him and I'll splash him, been round where they're hanging
Don't end up like your boy, he's on the floor, he just spazzin'
The love for the green is real, opps see green and they start panic
"I ain't involved", pshh, why the fuck are you lying?
I swear that yout over der, he's on the net, he's just typing
You say that you're on me and that I'm a fucking tramp
Money and beef
But all of you dash
4-1-0, F-blocka but I'm also Crash
No work on the streets but you wanna talk that wass
You say that you're on me and that I'm a fucking tramp
Money and beef
But all of you dash
4-1-0, F-blocka but I'm also Crash
No work on the streets but you wanna talk that wass
