paroles de chanson Money Sack - E-40 , Lil Boosie

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaw shit
Aye, yo, forty, I′m home, nigga
Welcome home, family

Four deep in the cut, dawg, cruising
Four real niggas, four roogas
Money on my mind as we bump straight boosie
Straight boosie that new bay music
Forty on my lap as I cruise with my bad chick
Bad chick, bad chick, badder than my last chick
All my dudes, we spark a lot
But we tottin' big pistols in the parkin′ lot
We on that dum' dum' dum′ dum′ dum' dum′ shit
My side ride or die on that where ya from shit?
East oakland, where ye at, thug?
Whip it whip it whip it bring it back bruh
Real nigga, ye ain't even gotta ask us
Lost sum′ real niggas so I'm tatted up
Chi town pass so I′m 'gatted up'!

Dickies on the bed slid in′ one leg. Ip

Woke up this mo′ning like fuck that (fuck it fuck fuck it fuck that shit)
Man, it's time to get my money sack (I said man, it′s time to get my money sack)
Hustle hustle hustle hustle hustle

Hustle hustle hustle hustle hustle
Hustle hustle hustle hustle hustle

Woke up this mo'ning like fuck that
Opened up a loud pack and rolled a baseball bat
This that power, that skunk, took a shower and grabbed my chrome
Smith And wesson 4-5th, leave a bitch nigga stiff
From the beginning, my nigga, fo′ I was trained to go
I was plottin' on doe when I was an embryo
Tried to make an honest dolla, didn′t work fo' me
So I did what I had to do for my family
We on that dum' dum′ dum′ dum' dum′ dum' shit
Hit a bitch nigga with a drum stick
Draggin′ my knuckles on the crown like an ape
Tougher than the three dolla steak
Psychedelic colors in my presidential

I'm a real one, I ain′t got no bitch potential
Raised in a drug infested environment
Free all of my real ones in solitary confinements

Woke up this mo'ning like fuck that (fuck it fuck fuck it fuck that shit)

Man, it's time to get my money sack (I said man, it′s time to get my money sack)
Hustle hustle hustle hustle hustle
Hustle hustle hustle hustle hustle
Hustle hustle hustle hustle hustle

My money sack, my money sack
Gettin′ that money sack

Hey! out here gettin' it
Every, show 100 stacks
Nigga, fuck that nigga, bitch!
Aye aye aye aye aye aye aye
Bitch!
Woke up this mo′ning like fuck that (fuck it fuck fuck it fuck that shit)
Man, it's time to get my money sack (I said man, it′s time to get my money sack)
Hustle hustle hustle hustle hustle
Hustle hustle hustle hustle hustle
Hustle hustle hustle hustle hustle