Lyrics for The Recipe by Da Real Gee Money

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They don't wanna see a nigga winningGrinding hard I been tryna get itIn the yo gettin' to the businessI ain't tryna go back to the trenchesOff the mud I'ma eat regardlessAll this pain left a nigga heartlessAll the bullets that a nigga dodgingBack to back steady catching chargesPussy nigga steady testing meBaby mama steady stressing meI can't let 'em get the best of meIn the kitchen got the recipePussy nigga steady testing meBaby mama steady stressing meI can't let 'em get the best of meIn the kitchen got the recipePulled down the block on the blockWent from a rock to a blockSo much of weight on the scaleEnded up breakin' the clockWhen I pull up in the dropPopped the purp cocked the GlockKnow these niggas at my topBut I can't let 'em take my spotI can't believe how these niggas be holdin' they nutsI know they hate to see me blowing upBack to back drinking I stay pouring upGive me a reason and I'm showing upFuck all these niggas I don't show no loveDon't need no deal I need me a plugFuckin' your bitch got her sucking me upThat pussy leakin' whenever we fuckHop in the wagon I really be actin'Bitches go crazy they see me in trafficI ain't been rappin' i really been stackin'Trappin' us off I got bands in the mattressI'm tryna blow but these niggas won't let meLaws on my trail but I won't let 'em catch meReal street nigga pull up in your sectionAin't gotta like me but you gone respect meThey don't wanna see a nigga winningGrinding hard I been tryna get itIn the yo gettin' to the businessI ain't tryna go back to the trenchesOff the mud I'ma eat regardlessAll this pain left a nigga heartlessAll the bullets that a nigga dodgingBack to back steady catching chargesPussy nigga steady testing meBaby mama steady stressing meI can't let 'em get the best of meIn the kitchen got the recipePussy nigga steady testing meBaby mama steady stressing meI can't let'em get the best of meIn the kitchen got the recipeI can't lose all I know is winIf I lose I'ma go againBaby mama fucked my main man then I went and fucked her best friendMove good I won't leave a trailMakin' money off my single salesSell they soul for a record dealI'm the last real nigga livingAin't the way I'ma let you play with meNine millimeter that bitch stay with mePut me on any track bitch I'ma eatTrell got the car when we ready for beefDon't think the industry ready for meThey signing niggas who pussy as fuckI rather get it without me a deal and get me a mill and run my shit upI am that nigga they waiting onShould know I wouldn't have 'em waiting longRun up on me think I'm slipping ChapoGot the Glock that'll have a nigga face goneEveryday I have a different bitchSwitch hoes like I switch fitsSwitch fits like I switch whipsI'm the plug come and take a tripThey don't wanna see a nigga winningGrinding hard I been tryna get itIn the yo gettin' to the businessI ain't tryna go back to the trenchesOff the mud I'ma eat regardlessAll this pain left a nigga heartlessAll the bullets that a nigga dodgingBack to back steady catching chargesPussy nigga steady testing meBaby mama steady stressing meI can't let 'em get the best of meIn the kitchen got the recipePussy nigga steady testing meBaby mama steady stressing meI can't let 'em get the best of meIn the kitchen got the recipeI'm tryna blow but these niggas won't let meAlways on my trail but I won't let 'em catch meReal street nigga pull up in your sectionAin't gotta like me but you gone respect me

Soulja Slim Ghetto Ties lyrics & video: C-Murder: Say Magnolia, Gateway bro It seems like they don't want a young nigga to get rich Like we ain't supposed to leave the ghett. Getting Real Lyrics: Yeah, haha / My nigga Soulja Slim in this bitch / (Fiend in this bitch) / a soulja now, fuck that / We going to war, nigga / (Niggas tryna be you, dog) / We bring it / (Niggas.

Writer(s): Bryan Espinal

Lyrics for Painful by Da Real Gee Money

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Distinguish between real income and money income. Lately sh*t been painful,One up in the chamber, run up imma spank ya)Lately sh*t been painful,Friends turn to strangers n*ggas wanna kill me,So i got one in the chamber tryna play me closer now these n*ggasGot me thinking, i can't let these p*ssy a*s n*ggas leave me stankin.I done got my fame up tryna get my change up with or without a dealYou'll never see me change up i was in the gutter got myHustle from my mother started robbing sh*t i'm thugging.Hit a lick with my lil brother in stood up andStarted trapping after that i started rapping ..Me and Fredo we got down with tbg and made it happen .All nights in the past I was staring at the walls,And the b*tches i was f*cking couldn't even accept my calls.I was running out of town just to makeA paper route, shout out to the ones whoDidn't wanna see me make it out.I can't let them take me out, so my friends turn to strangers.And i got one in the chamber, run up on me imma spank yaLately sh*t been painful,Friends turn to strangers n*ggas wanna kill me,So i got one in the chamber tryna play me closer now these n*ggasGot me thinking, i can't let these p*ssy a*s n*ggas leave me stankin.N*ggas change b*tches change all that shit come with the game.I cant trust a n*gga if he dont f*ck with gorilla gang.Tell these b*tches anything but i ain't cuffingThem in my heart i swear i got no love for them.Lost my cousin started thuggin, dropped out and i said f*ck it.I remember back on claton riding bikes with lil chucky.Way back when i was loaded, so hard for me to focus.I miss my n*ggas all my niggas josing ..I never changed up, I just got my change up.Crazy when a n*gga or a b*tch you love change up.I got my head up, i cant let em steal me .Like what the f*ck my daughters gone do if a n*gga kill me!Lately sh*t been painful,Friends turn to strangers n*ggas wanna kill me,So i got one in the chamber tryna play me closer now these n*ggasGot me thinking, i can't let these p*ssy a*s n*ggas leave me stankin.I can't let them take me out so my friendsTurn to strangers, And i got one in the chamber.I got my head up,I cant let them steal me like what theF*ck my daughters gone do if a n*gga kill me)

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Soulja Slim Always live the street life Never knew how to treat life Knew once I get my sh. right, it was gonna be right I see life, and I'm livin' up to my dreams It was a hard struggle But that was only just for a n.a to bubble Some of my people made it, and some of my people didn't But I'm gonna ball for y'all, big baby And ball actin.

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