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Cash Money Millionaires
Cash Money Millionaires
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KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
E-40
E-40
Komponist:in
Mannie Fresh
Mannie Fresh
Komponist:in
Juvenile
Juvenile
Komponist:in
Turk
Turk
Komponist:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Mannie Fresh
Mannie Fresh
Produzent:in
Ray Seay
Ray Seay
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Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Every day, all day, all we do is get our grind on
From sun up to sun down, get our grind on
Tryna bust it wide open and build up my clank
Send a hit at this ****, so we could be the jank
You know how it is, want everything for myself
Want every **** scorin' for me, nobody else
I'm a dog, it ain't no secret, I want it all
The coke, dope, hoes and the fancy cars
[Verse 2]
The game is cold, but it's fair, ****
Can't trust no man 'cause a **** don't care, ****
****'ll do anything just to be the man with all the work
Kidnap your wife and your daughter, erase you off the earth
Them **** cutthroat, this shit is real, cousin
Better know the game, if you don't, you get killed, cousin
Be ready to take a **** to war behind yours
Spark when it get dark and leave brains on the curb, ****
[Verse 3]
Why you blockin' us? Baller Blockin' us
You **** can keep tryin', ain't no stoppin' us
Why you blockin' us? Baller Blockin' us
You **** can keep tryin', ain't no stoppin' us
Why you blockin' us? Baller Blockin' us
You **** can keep tryin', ain't no stoppin' us
Why you blockin' us? Baller Blockin' us
You **** can keep tryin', ain't no stoppin' us
[Verse 4]
**** baller blockin' so they lettin' off shots
The feds came through, can't stop the clock
Then why the **** up tryna close my shop?
Lovely came through in a Bentley drop
The Cadillac truck we paint, then got hot
Still runnin' through them hallways toting a Glock
Word got around, Curly tryna close my shop
The mail man down bad, he can grab the Glock
Tell them stupid hoes "Shut up", he bouts to get popped
The cameras out and them lights is on
The feds comin' thru and they gettin' it on
So we duck and hide, supply and ride
Big party goin' down with Big Wood tonight
So we cocked the Glocks, 'cause the beat just rocked
**** shootin' out the windows instead of head shots
Believe that playboy
[Verse 5]
Why you blockin' us? Baller Blockin' us
You **** can keep tryin', ain't no stoppin' us
Why you blockin' us? Baller Blockin' us
You **** can keep tryin', ain't no stoppin' us
Why you blockin' us? Baller Blockin' us
You **** can keep tryin', ain't no stoppin' us
Why you blockin' us? Baller Blockin' us
You **** can keep tryin', ain't no stoppin' us
[Verse 6]
**** be gold killin'
Slick slide slippery like grease, the HIV don't attack me, skrilla
Call the police on a young boss playa tryna money mack up on a million
Reckless, 'spect the game, I'll get yo cap peeled in
Whoopin' ass and takin' names, about my pay
Straight up out the year 2000, Y2K
Win, get the Baron, Baron (Fuck 'Bama)
Thrill, we luxurious, how 'bout Atlanta?
We don't gotta smash pennies to make tokens no mo' (Bitch, bitch)
See, I just look like this
Project English, nothing plain
We use words like "It's all gravy train"
I slick the rangers, from the jaw
My **** Baby and them, call them the law
The block controller, just seen it all
From white to brown, yellow (Bitch)
Pineapple y'all
That leaky brown color to baller blockin, y'all
Mix with baking soda (With baking soda), you smell
Ball to we have it all (Ball to we have it all), ya dig?
Ball to we have it all (Ball to we have it all)
[Verse 7]
Why you blockin' us? Baller Blockin' us
You **** can keep tryin', ain't no stoppin' us
Why you blockin' us? Baller Blockin' us
You **** can keep tryin', ain't no stoppin' us
Why you blockin' us? Baller Blockin' us
You **** can keep tryin', ain't no stoppin' us
Why you blockin' us? Baller Blockin' us
You **** can keep tryin', ain't no stoppin' us
[Verse 8]
Why you blockin' us? Baller Blockin' us
You **** can keep tryin', ain't no stoppin' us
Why you blockin' us? Baller Blockin' us
You **** can keep tryin', ain't no stoppin' us
[Verse 9]
I know I need to stop but I'ma soulja, so fuck it
Besides, I'm responsible fo' supplin' the public
My daddy got shot, so I'm holdin' it down
Outta line, outta bounds, puttin' four in a clown
Bitch, answer when I call, make me know you got my change
It's exploding in yo brain, do you think I'm playin' games
See, that's why lil **** like you get murdered for 'caine
Put yourself in a spot where you won't be working again
And you let your partners from your block confuse ya
You broke 'em off a package and they tryna misuse ya
Now tell 'em who got assed out, you and me too huh
And Bubba want his money, so I gotta kill you now
Enough, these muthafuckin' laws tryna take mine
I ain't with that bullshit, two at the same time
Fuck it, I might at well give the dope game up
But Beatrice said he got a fresh package that came up
[Verse 10]
Why you blockin' us? Baller Blockin' us
You **** can keep tryin', ain't no stoppin' us
Why you blockin' us? Baller Blockin' us
You **** can keep tryin', ain't no stoppin' us
Why you blockin' us? Baller Blockin' us
You **** can keep tryin', ain't no stoppin' us
Why you blockin' us? Baller Blockin' us
You **** can keep tryin', ain't no stoppin' us
Written by: E-40, Juvenile, Mannie Fresh, Turk
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