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Yeah! Yeeaahh! We got Action now nigga! Action! We gone keep that shit a million. Mac Music Entertainment that's what my niggas banging! Why these niggas hate on me. Swear theses niggas hate for free. You dont hustle you don't eat You can't make it in these streets nah! Money don't make you real. Nice shit get you killed Pop shit like a pill boy we out here in the field Yeah! Why these niggas hate on me. Swear theses niggas hate for free. You dont hustle you don't eat You can't make it in these streets nah! Money don't make you real. Nice shit get you killed Pop shit like a pill boy we out here in the field Yeah! Im making plays out the book bagg Nigga play with me I make a bitch look bad. I'm the shit take a look at me. The judge tried to throw the book at me. I'm with the action ask AP shoot in they face like im KD 1 on 1 who wanna play me make this shit clear HD I been in the game i'm waist deep. Time to wake a bitch up out they sleep, I be dragon these bars I spit heat, I might leave a lil some underneath, Yea i need me a freak but discrete. I know they rock wit a G im the plug nigga cop it from me Probally got what you need. I be like fuck the police Where im from nigga gotta go get it put that on my seed. I'll never ever foooold! Sware these niggas they acting like hooooes! Go and get the money been the gooooal! And ima show you niggas how it goooo! No Cap! Why these niggas hate on me. Swear theses niggas hate for free. You dont hustle you don't eat You can't make it in these streets nah! Money don't make you real. Nice shit get you killed Pop shit like a pill boy we out here in the field Yeah! Why these niggas hate on me. Swear theses niggas hate for free. You dont hustle you don't eat You can't make it in these streets nah! Money don't make you real. Nice shit get you killed Pop shit like a pill boy we out here in the field Yeah! Say you want a bow I pull up where you be. That young nigga went got him some money he come out of Raleigh. I got them racks in my pocket, you make a move then i'm poppin'. Been knew the plug like a socket, we wipe his nose and then 12 go discover his body Sprint to the cash i ain't joggin'' backwood full of exotic and I got drip like a faucet. I keep this rod like im fishing. They know I Rap what i'm living, Book me for a show I pull up in yo city, book me for a show I pull up with that glizy If it can't get in it I aint coming in it. They know a young nigga flexing like fitness I been a P like my last name was diddy I iced my mouth yea my teeth they be glistenin, I got a check and went straight to the dentist. Give her a bagg tell her go buy some inches This glock it hold 30 my clip stay extended. If i drive it it's mine you know it aint rented We pull up with them K's we hope out and we blitz'n. This shit off of Trappin it aint off of rapping Go off of my ass and I went made it happen. That young nigga pull up you know that he flashy They know that its light camera MF'n action! Why these niggas hate on me. Swear theses niggas hate for free. You dont hustle you don't eat You can't make it in these streets nah! Money don't make you real. Nice shit get you killed Pop shit like a pill boy we out here in the field Yeah! Why these niggas hate on me. Swear theses niggas hate for free. You dont hustle you don't eat You can't make it in these streets nah! Money don't make you real. Nice shit get you killed Pop shit like a pill boy we out here in the field Yeah!
J Money and Cash, Action Pack — In the Field
«In the Field» — J Money and Cash, Action Pack. Читайте текст песни, слушайте запись онлайн бесплатно или скачайте mp3. Длительность записи — 3:36. Жанр — Рэп и хип-хоп.
