They gave lil China 25 for them thangs, niggaThey walk up on you, give it to your friends, niggaThey walk up on you, give it to yousee your friends, niggaYoung Metro, Young Metro, Young MetroWe've been at the laundromat all dayWe've been washin' money all dayI heard the police lookin' for me cause I got the hood hotWe've been at the laundromat all dayWe've been washin' money all dayHeard the police lookin' for me cause I got the hoodIt got blood on the money and I still count itThey got blood on the money and I still count itI can't help the way I'm raised upThat Easter Pink, I tried to give it up, I can't give it up28 grams, I serve it on the porchI just seent 'em march, they ran off in my houseThe homicide unit come into the houseMy cousin murked a nigga and he just got outI hang with all the killers and the robbersI pour me up some drank, say "Fuck my problems"My hood, they treat me like I'm El ChapoI keep that dog food like I'm RiloI had the warrant in Clayco and beat the caseMan I'm fresh as hell, bitch, Easter dayAll my ghetto tactics I'm above averageI've been so in tune, man I've been so ambitiousGrab another Fanta, let me fill it upIf they ain't make the channel, you ain't built like usThe federales fuckin' with my nigga TyIt's Black Amigo Gang 'til a nigga dieI feel I'm walkin' through HellI swear to God I'll never tellThey try to give a nigga the chairI tell my mama, "Wish me well"It got blood on the money and I still count itThey got blood on the money and I still count itThey got girl on the money and I still count itThey got boy on the money, watch my nigga count itI know the devil is real, I know the devil is realI take a dose of them pills and I get real low in the fieldI'll fly to La today, and I live so high in the HillsI share the mansion with gooniesI shared the bitch with a goonieI took the mack I'm a [?] niggas ain't slippin', we got 'emI took the pack out to Parisme and that money got marriedMe and the molly got marriedDevoted in everything, my niggas mean everythingWe're 5 deep inside a ChevyYeah we tryna get itAsk me do I know how to whip itFuck the witnessIt got blood on the money and I still count itThey got blood on the money and I still count itI can't help the way I'm raised upThat Easter Pink, I tried to give it up, I can't give it upShe put me off and it was uglyI made a million dollars, say she love meThe way she did me, it destroyed meI kept it real with lil' shortyI've been goin' bar for barthese niggas know what's poppin' with meI can go from car to car, these bitchesquarter million at leastTwo thousand for the shoes, I keep some shit on my feetI'm prolly in the mood to fuck your bitch on the beachI dropped out of school and I get money like MeechSend 'em drank and send 'em the driverjust to get somethin' to eatYou see how things change?I came from cocaineIt got blood on the money and I still count itThey got blood on the money and I still count itI can't help the way I'm raised upThat Easter Pink, I tried to give it up, I can't give it upI hang with all the killers and the robbersI pour me up a drink, say "Fuck my problems"The federales fuckin' with my nigga TyIt's Black Amigo Gang 'til a nigga dieI heard the police lookin' for me cause I got the hood hotHeard the police lookin' for me cause I got the hoodThey got girls on the money and I still count itThey got boy on the money, watch my nigga count it
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They gave lil China 25 for them thangs, nigga
They walk up on you, give it to your friends, nigga
They walk up on you, give it to you
see your friends, nigga
Young Metro, Young Metro, Young Metro
We've been at the laundromat all day
We've been washin' money all day
I heard the police lookin' for me cause I got the hood hot
We've been at the laundromat all day
We've been washin' money all day
Heard the police lookin' for me cause I got the hood
It got blood on the money and I still count it
They got blood on the money and I still count it
I can't help the way I'm raised up
That Easter Pink, I tried to give it up, I can't give it up
28 grams, I serve it on the porch
I just seent 'em march, they ran off in my house
The homicide unit come into the house
My cousin murked a nigga and he just got out
I hang with all the killers and the robbers
I pour me up some drank, say "Fuck my problems"
My hood, they treat me like I'm El Chapo
I keep that dog food like I'm Rilo
I had the warrant in Clayco and beat the case
Man I'm fresh as hell, bitch, Easter day
All my ghetto tactics I'm above average
I've been so in tune, man I've been so ambitious
Grab another Fanta, let me fill it up
If they ain't make the channel, you ain't built like us
The federales fuckin' with my nigga Ty
It's Black Amigo Gang 'til a nigga die
I feel I'm walkin' through Hell
I swear to God I'll never tell
They try to give a nigga the chair
I tell my mama, "Wish me well"
It got blood on the money and I still count it
They got blood on the money and I still count it
They got girl on the money and I still count it
They got boy on the money, watch my nigga count it
I know the devil is real, I know the devil is real
I take a dose of them pills and I get real low in the field
I'll fly to La today, and I live so high in the Hills
I share the mansion with goonies
I shared the bitch with a goonie
I took the mack I'm a [?] niggas ain't slippin', we got 'em
I took the pack out to Paris
me and that money got married
Me and the molly got married
Devoted in everything, my niggas mean everything
We're 5 deep inside a Chevy
Yeah we tryna get it
Ask me do I know how to whip it
Fuck the witness
It got blood on the money and I still count it
They got blood on the money and I still count it
I can't help the way I'm raised up
That Easter Pink, I tried to give it up, I can't give it up
She put me off and it was ugly
I made a million dollars, say she love me
The way she did me, it destroyed me
I kept it real with lil' shorty
I've been goin' bar for bar
these niggas know what's poppin' with me
I can go from car to car, these bitches
quarter million at least
Two thousand for the shoes, I keep some shit on my feet
I'm prolly in the mood to fuck your bitch on the beach
I dropped out of school and I get money like Meech
Send 'em drank and send 'em the driver
just to get somethin' to eat
You see how things change?
I came from cocaine
It got blood on the money and I still count it
They got blood on the money and I still count it
I can't help the way I'm raised up
That Easter Pink, I tried to give it up, I can't give it up
I hang with all the killers and the robbers
I pour me up a drink, say "Fuck my problems"
The federales fuckin' with my nigga Ty
It's Black Amigo Gang 'til a nigga die
I heard the police lookin' for me cause I got the hood hot
Heard the police lookin' for me cause I got the hood
They got girls on the money and I still count it
They got boy on the money, watch my nigga count it
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