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(Banger) Go, go (DJ on the beat so it's a banger) Lil Eazzyy been rich, how you bummin'? I just been countin' that money Rubber band hundreds on hundreds a nigga been thumbin' Live in the trap 'cause I run it He say that it's up, then we buckin' Ain't no discussion Double D chop and it's holdin' a hundred But that ain't the only AR that we bussin' Pull up, skrrt, we get it right in the function Can't tell me shit 'cause I'm thuggin' He step too close then you know Eazzyy buggin' Better start watchin' the way that you muggin' Heat on my hip got the spot hot Run up on Tre, see the trap spot Het got some bucks but he not hot Niggas ain't slidin' no pressure through our block The light up on me, I ain't changin' the topic Got a new Tec' 'cause my fingers was throbbin' Twin'em like Batman, he Robin I want him gone then he shootin' like Stockton One call up to foe then he drop 'em Letras de cancionesNiggas be washed up, I got a pocket of guala I had to work for it, I wasn't given no help Still a nigga could go be a scholar But a nigga said "Fuck that", flew out to Cali where the sluts at Back in LA, yeah, we run that When I'm at home, put me right where the thugs at Shout out to Flex 'cause that's foe 'nem They put me right where the plugs at If it's an issue, we on that (Ryoo) Ask so he won't get to shoot back Pull out the Wraith for the fuck of it Haters be hatin' but I can't hear none of it Probably because all they bitches be bussin' And she fell in love with the way I be tuckin' it Can't get too close, I ain't fuckin it She ain't attending, you know I ain't touchin' it Step in the 'Cat then you know that I'm flushin' it Two hundred down the E-way, yeah, I'm runnin' it Lil Eazzyy been rich, how you bummin'? I just been countin' that money Rubber band hundreds on hundreds a nigga been thumbin' Live in the trap 'cause I run it He say that it's up, then we buckin' Ain't no discussion Double D chop and it's holdin' a hundred But that ain't the only AR that we bussin' I been out the 'Raq and it's cool But I still'll get in my mood Domo been gone, we been actin' a fool See him in it, ain't grippin' a tool No, we don't play by the rules Forty K in a day off a move We could be makin' the news, but what can I say? We ran it up to the moon To the top, yeah, I'm meetin' her soon She sneakin' to give me the coon Slide on Rodeo, three blicks and a scoon They know we got all the heat in the room He a pup, so we eatin' his food Pipe down, 'fore we get to you too Leak out the neck, it ain't shit he can do Move or we poppin' his top like balloons Lil Eazzyy been rich, how you bummin'? I just been countin' that money Rubber band hundreds on hundreds a nigga been thumbin' Live in the trap 'cause I run it He say that it's up, then we buckin' Ain't no discussion Double D chop and it's holdin' a hundred But that ain't the only AR that we bussin' Lil Eazzyy been rich, how you bummin'? I just been countin' that money Rubber band hundreds on hundreds a nigga been thumbin' Live in the trap 'cause I run it He say that it's up, then we buckin' Ain't no discussion Double D chop and it's holdin' a hundred But that ain't the only AR that we bussin' From Letras Mania