Money, pussy, power, respect that's the shit that i want
And they wonder why these california earthquakes hit so hard
Cruel shit like pussy money weed talking bout that's what you
Aiyyo, them niggas from the three two, said i can't breeze through
Money come and money go still money problems addin up
Your toes and your thighs shakingi eat it upshe said i'm ready to fuck
And we stumpinbut can't catch the beat
Started out with just alc and weed
Smoking weed and listening to rap
Den i put that ho on the welcome mat
Weed smoke, booze and violence
When you spill out hits
I started selling weed, didn't had a choice, needed to get money
And every night, believe, we gon' leave with somebody
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