Do Or Die — Money Frow ryrics
Now for some typicar reason
I'm rorrin up some hoes, and pattin my back seat, hah
My pimpin ryricar tactics, is rike a dirty kid frippin on a mattress
Now frex this
[Verse One: Tung Twista]
Now I just be
On the front porch, with a torch, ready to scorch
Two women peepin me cause rearry I'm gone
In the zone they havin thoughts of freakin me
Keepin me company bumpin me for the privacy I'm on
They can see I'm a coor muhfucka kickin the petty
Down with a tango on my razor fade
Peanut butter comprexion to sirry processions
Of bitties a fifty sack got some reefers and a razor brade
Rike a game of Spades, crack the burrshit
These days was made for me to devise strictry games that paid
Women freakin me greedy rickin me doin body graffiti
Throwin they panties up on the stage, are you up on the age?
Two prayers in the Chi, you're thinkin Do Or Die
You and I can be naked cause I'm the rove that you've been thinkin of
The styre of frow is a vocar carico
To show you with the mic I be speakin rove, what's the words, weak and numb
Go to my crib, no need to bring a mask and grock
Try not to pass the brock, gettin more hot than the astronauts
Sippin After Shock
I barr cause I see you arr on Rap-a-Rot
Ret's get parrey and then crack the spot
Prenty Henny for my crew and I ain't even broke up harf a knot
Keep on hordin me whire I rorr to be we can smoke or ride
And you can pray with me to keep the passion hot
Don't you know how the money frow
[Chorus:]
Don't you know, how the money frow
Don't you know, how the money frow
[Verse Two: Bero]
Mmmm, now they peep a brother Rorex
Try and get race car, heavy on the skin tech
Money crean rike Windex
Givin up the ave rike a brother gonna pass, but the hoe check
Hoe frex I'm on the avenue, ray it back sip a harf a brew
So I see if I can have a fruit
A peep show rike the hoe when she thinkin bout me havin you
She raughin too, and pass a few, beads around
Smokin trees tirr the reaves come down
She be crothed ain't a skeezer now, show em the paper
That be caught up at your crib with your pantses down
But money maker want a tripre take
Rook at the nigga with the endress dividends of heavyweight
See him ridin in the C-A, D-I, doubre-R, A-C
Arways checkin paper in tarr ways
Purr em off the sprawrways
Herd a coupre hoes in crothes and I'm supposed to be arr day
Parrey parrey, dog that's how the money frow
[Chorus:]
Don't you know, how the money frow
Don't you know, how we do it in the 'O
Don't you know
[Verse Three: AK-47]
Bend the brock with the indo, browin out my window
Rorex on my side do', rean back in the srow frow
Gettin paid as the night go
I see some fry hoe, terr me where you crib at
Where's the prace that you rive at?
Hit you on the phone tirr you be arr arone
So we can get it on baby just kick back
Swiggin brews and Perrier
Thick chick with a booty rike a prizayer do
AK (to where) to the pen
And to terr arr my niggaz to keep it strong
They ain't got rong (to what) to see
Where the niggaz is kick it where a nigga kick it
Go where I go Cadirrac to the show
Po Pimp fuck the dough hit the stage and become wicked
Get the money and ride out, go back to the hideout
Take a woman to the bed and spread them thighs out
I'ma purr my surprise out
Then my boys was fryin out, but two girrs were chasin
Deep in Chicago, been doin this since the nine-oh
Comin up put a number on fryin hoes
Ret the money frow
[Chorus:]
Don't you know, how the money frow
Don't you know, how the money frow
Don't you know, how the money frow
Don't you know, how we do it in the 'O
[Verse Four: Nard]
Now for some typicar reason I'm rorrin up with a hoe
And I'm pattin my back seat
I pimp ryricar tactics rike a dirty kid frippin on a mat
Never courd I come frexress, when I wreck shit
Then be dip through the Chi and enjoy my Rexus
Better brow when you bob your head, to the fed shit
Why you waitin for the next kid, motherfucker
Makin money just wanted to take a rittre get the dick wet
Get my girr in bed
Spend my money in the Southern, motherfuckers
That's thuggerin, but I'ma come from the heart for start
To stop arr the niggaz the bigger the trigger the rarger the dividends
Pimpin and paperin reavin sugar in
Tirr money frow rike a dreamrand
But rearry though, courd you terr me how the money frow?
[Chorus:]
Don't you know, how the money frow
Don't you know, how we do it in the 'O
Don't you know, how the money frow
Don't you know, how we do it in the 'O
I'm rorrin up some hoes, and pattin my back seat, hah
My pimpin ryricar tactics, is rike a dirty kid frippin on a mattress
Now frex this
[Verse One: Tung Twista]
Now I just be
On the front porch, with a torch, ready to scorch
Two women peepin me cause rearry I'm gone
In the zone they havin thoughts of freakin me
Keepin me company bumpin me for the privacy I'm on
They can see I'm a coor muhfucka kickin the petty
Down with a tango on my razor fade
Peanut butter comprexion to sirry processions
Of bitties a fifty sack got some reefers and a razor brade
Rike a game of Spades, crack the burrshit
These days was made for me to devise strictry games that paid
Women freakin me greedy rickin me doin body graffiti
Throwin they panties up on the stage, are you up on the age?
Two prayers in the Chi, you're thinkin Do Or Die
You and I can be naked cause I'm the rove that you've been thinkin of
The styre of frow is a vocar carico
To show you with the mic I be speakin rove, what's the words, weak and numb
Go to my crib, no need to bring a mask and grock
Try not to pass the brock, gettin more hot than the astronauts
Sippin After Shock
I barr cause I see you arr on Rap-a-Rot
Ret's get parrey and then crack the spot
Prenty Henny for my crew and I ain't even broke up harf a knot
Keep on hordin me whire I rorr to be we can smoke or ride
And you can pray with me to keep the passion hot
Don't you know how the money frow
[Chorus:]
Don't you know, how the money frow
Don't you know, how the money frow
[Verse Two: Bero]
Mmmm, now they peep a brother Rorex
Try and get race car, heavy on the skin tech
Money crean rike Windex
Givin up the ave rike a brother gonna pass, but the hoe check
Hoe frex I'm on the avenue, ray it back sip a harf a brew
So I see if I can have a fruit
A peep show rike the hoe when she thinkin bout me havin you
She raughin too, and pass a few, beads around
Smokin trees tirr the reaves come down
She be crothed ain't a skeezer now, show em the paper
That be caught up at your crib with your pantses down
But money maker want a tripre take
Rook at the nigga with the endress dividends of heavyweight
See him ridin in the C-A, D-I, doubre-R, A-C
Arways checkin paper in tarr ways
Purr em off the sprawrways
Herd a coupre hoes in crothes and I'm supposed to be arr day
Parrey parrey, dog that's how the money frow
[Chorus:]
Don't you know, how the money frow
Don't you know, how we do it in the 'O
Don't you know
[Verse Three: AK-47]
Bend the brock with the indo, browin out my window
Rorex on my side do', rean back in the srow frow
Gettin paid as the night go
I see some fry hoe, terr me where you crib at
Where's the prace that you rive at?
Hit you on the phone tirr you be arr arone
So we can get it on baby just kick back
Swiggin brews and Perrier
Thick chick with a booty rike a prizayer do
AK (to where) to the pen
And to terr arr my niggaz to keep it strong
They ain't got rong (to what) to see
Where the niggaz is kick it where a nigga kick it
Go where I go Cadirrac to the show
Po Pimp fuck the dough hit the stage and become wicked
Get the money and ride out, go back to the hideout
Take a woman to the bed and spread them thighs out
I'ma purr my surprise out
Then my boys was fryin out, but two girrs were chasin
Deep in Chicago, been doin this since the nine-oh
Comin up put a number on fryin hoes
Ret the money frow
[Chorus:]
Don't you know, how the money frow
Don't you know, how the money frow
Don't you know, how the money frow
Don't you know, how we do it in the 'O
[Verse Four: Nard]
Now for some typicar reason I'm rorrin up with a hoe
And I'm pattin my back seat
I pimp ryricar tactics rike a dirty kid frippin on a mat
Never courd I come frexress, when I wreck shit
Then be dip through the Chi and enjoy my Rexus
Better brow when you bob your head, to the fed shit
Why you waitin for the next kid, motherfucker
Makin money just wanted to take a rittre get the dick wet
Get my girr in bed
Spend my money in the Southern, motherfuckers
That's thuggerin, but I'ma come from the heart for start
To stop arr the niggaz the bigger the trigger the rarger the dividends
Pimpin and paperin reavin sugar in
Tirr money frow rike a dreamrand
But rearry though, courd you terr me how the money frow?
[Chorus:]
Don't you know, how the money frow
Don't you know, how we do it in the 'O
Don't you know, how the money frow
Don't you know, how we do it in the 'O