Songtexte No Place Like Home - Black Child , Ricco Maze
Uh-huh,
sak
pase
We
came
here
to
get
this
money
my
nigga,
uh-huh
Ce
la
vie,
let's
go
A
lot's
depending
on
the
hustle
The
sharpest
brains
around
me
reinforce
it
with
the
muscle
Getting
money,
60
minutes
in
a
hour
We
move
on
everyone,
ain't
no
time
for
a
shower
Getting
that
money
nigga,
my
niggas
hustling
bitch
Do
it
all
under
the
radar
'til
the
day
that
we
rich
We
getting
money,
we
live
in
debt
before
dishonor
We
riding
to
our
maker
'fore
we
go
and
see
your
honor
Paper,
paper,
paper
We
getting
that
paper,
paper,
paper
Get
that
paper,
paper,
paper
We
getting
that
paper,
paper,
paper
We
all
strapped,
applying
pressure
Ain't
no
bank
loans
for
us,
so
we
gripping
dirty
Deserts
Rosaries
around
my
neck
We
pray
for
the
blood
that
we
gon'
spill
next
My
niggas
thugging,
bucking,
gunning
We
kamikaze,
ivory,
profit
My
niggas
thugging,
bucking,
gunning
We
kamikaze,
ivory,
profit
Now
get
that
paper,
paper,
paper
We
getting
that
paper,
paper,
paper
Now
get
that
paper,
paper,
paper
We
getting
that
paper,
paper,
paper
Pablo
Escobar
plans
To
lock
up
all
the
money
and
the
planet
and
the
land
What
you
saying
hustler?
Break
it
down
gram
for
gram
And
build
it
to
the
heights
of
a
self-made
man
Aw
yeah
man,
I
think
that's
it
Rob
a
few
niggas
and
move
a
couple
bricks
Whatever
it
take,
only
mark
said
bricks
Sell
even
when
it's
wet,
bag
it
up
on
a
ship
Call
all
the
soldiers
and
the
hustlers
on
the
block
Everybody
gon'
eat
if
we
all
go
to
cops
24/7
Niggas
moving
that
rock
Saying
the
hustler's
prayers
that
the
money
don't
stop
You
niggas
stay
on
the
hustle
Cash
me
over
the
shoulder,
carbon
fiber
the
muscle
You
know
what
I
mean?
I
know
most
thieves
'til
I'm
gone
Playing
chess
against
my
enemies,
I'm
jumping
these
pawns
Now
get
that
paper,
paper,
paper
We
getting
that
paper,
paper,
paper
Get
that
paper,
paper,
paper
We
getting
that
paper,
paper,
paper
A
lot's
depending
on
the
hustle
The
sharpest
brains
around
me
reinforce
it
with
the
muscle
Getting
money,
60
minutes
in
a
hour
We
move
on
everyone,
ain't
no
time
for
a
shower
Getting
that
money
nigga,
my
niggas
hustling
bitch
Do
it
all
under
the
radar
'til
the
day
that
we
rich
We
getting
money,
we
live
in
debt
before
dishonor
We
riding
to
our
maker
'fore
we
go
and
see
your
honor
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