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(Verse 1) I swear I'm getting cream in the hood Ye I got these bitches hoping We laughing ,you niggas joking We high , my nigga smoking Where I'm from either you whooping or you niggas loaking My shawty my niggas scooping We shooting you niggas open This shit insane I'm hitting dames for flipping canes But shit did change, I'm getting change for spitting flame I call shots or just sit and aim You probably was Jordan back in the day, it's a different game My fuck with your wack nigga you keeping me entertained I come to the strip club she thinking we in the rain Chubby Jag , I'm hood y'all , I should be rapping for a good cause Buffing now I need them papers with the good clause They tell me I rap wrong, shit is all good y'all Said I'm the only nigga living with a good flaws Where I'm from you get cake and invest in the chain But I need a subway ,I'm tryin to invest in the chain I ain't done I think cash and invest in the name So that way I could be rich and the best in the game My gun smoking homie ,swear I got tulie hot Gold chain flat top, still feeling like cooli hot I tell that bitch you got a man, well tell that foolie by You hate the tuli ride, you gon' see that foolie fried Letras de cancionesChubby, them goons niggas gon' surround me 'Cause cash rules everything around me Cream ,get the money (Hook) x2 Cash rules everything around me C.R.E.A.M Get the money Dollar, dollar bill y'all (Verse 2) I kill them beats, you fucking with me you gonna get in that hearse No matter what you niggas say you still gonna get this verse The young nigga with some moms that hope to get some squirt Tell that bitch to suck it right I promise you gon' get this work Chubby, I hussle coke 'cause I like serving Just need me the right person I catch 'em like Mike Erwin I got the pipe squirting Your team dumb, machine gun ,got me feeling like kels, you know the white version Bitches be fucking 'cause I don't like virgins I'm on my job with these hands get me fireworking I swear you never seen a day that niggas ain't bought it See where I'm from you could get sliced and niggas can't cut it Ye I be spitting my rhithm sound the traditional Shout out Jason Gangs 'cause I'm killing with this tradition flow Ye I be rapping but mostly niggas been getting dough My shine leach, I'm a Pimp , you get me I'm hitting hoes I know lil weezy, the real lil weezy The tall nigga that get crazy he a little grizzy Sometimes I wake up like this rap just a little easy And all them hot class models just looking a little sleazy I ain't gotta claim my hood 'cause you can see G King of the cypher shit, no love from BT I sail ye , you move E like a dvd I'm from the school of hard notch like fuck a GD You know the motto "get rich or I'ma die tryin" Flyest nigga living, if I go then I'ma die flying You can try anybody my nigga Wild Ryan These bitches telling y'all business don't even try lying I master mind it's the master mind You got cashed then I'm blasting mine My niggas bought the cream (Hook) x4 Cash rules everything around me C.R.E.A.M Get the money Dollar, dollar bill y'all From Letras Mania