Money Gang - Sauce Walka, HoodRich Pablo Juan

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Drip!

Ha!

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Hunnids is what I bang

Fifties is what I bang

What I claim

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Hunnids is what I claim

Fifties is what I bang

Bitch it’s a Money Gang

Bitch it’s a Money Gang

Twenty five hunnid Cartier frames

Another seven hunnid switch up my lens’s

My diamonds all white like cocaine

Three hunnid thou' for my brand new Benz

Rocking Vlone my only real friends

House on the hills I bought that with the back end

You look at my diamond they smack 'em

You used to get money that’s past tense

Three different watches, I could’ve bought an Aston

Fresh as a bitch I jumped out of the casket

Run up on me I’ma blast ya

This shit get tragic

Fly, so they call me Aladdin

Boss bitch so thick she the baddest

Hoodrich, I got boss status

Hit stick, John Madden

Always the drumma', I bring the cannon

Five star bitches they fancy

Ha, fly ain’t landin'

Trappin' in the mansion

Me and the plug supplying and demanding

Trilla than Sammy

Came from a bandit

Got babies they

Got draco’s that knock out they organs

Shoes costin' your mortgage

Twelve hunnid for my Christian Dior’s

Bitch it’s a Money Gang

Bitch it’s a Money Gang

Money Gang

Bitch it’s a Money Gang

Bitch it’s a Money Gang

Money Gang

Hunnids is what I bang

Fifties is what I bang

What I claim

Bitch it’s a Money Gang

Bitch it’s a Money Gang

Get some Money Gang

Bitch it’s a Money Gang

Bitch it’s a Money Gang

Money Gang

Bitch it’s a Money Gang

Bitch it’s a Money Gang

Get Some Money Gang

Hunnids is what I claim

Fifties is what I bang

Bitch it’s a Money Gang

Bitch it’s a Money Gang

I’m fetchin' hunnids for real nigga

I pop at choppas, no bills nigga

I spent a hunnid on grills nigga

I had to buy the glass and the just to see how it feel nigga

I had to get the white bitch up out the masta house to be with a field nigga

She wanna taste on the rainbow

I’m a black soldier like Django

I be with OG’s and wear kangol’s

For me they will see you with halo’s

My bitch is a like J Lo

She do what ever I say so

My shooters pop up like an ankle

My lawyer didn’t beat every case though

It wasn’t even for the Peso’s

You just shoulda kept your mouth closed

Ou wee!

Sauce, money, money gang!

Drip!

Splash!

Bitch it’s a Money Gang

Bitch it’s a Money Gang

Money Gang

Bitch it’s a Money Gang

Bitch it’s a Money Gang

Money Gang

Hunnids is what I bang

Fifties is what I bang

What I claim

Bitch it’s a Money Gang

Bitch it’s a Money Gang

Get some Money Gang

Bitch it’s a Money Gang

Bitch it’s a Money Gang

Money Gang

Bitch it’s a Money Gang

Bitch it’s a Money Gang

Get Some Money Gang

Hunnids is what I claim

Fifties is what I bang

Bitch it’s a Money Gang

Bitch it’s a Money Gang

Ou wee!