Dice Game

歌詞

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Nigga be too tough to be broke Yeah, yeah, ayy Nigga be way too tough to be broke Ridin' around the city with a pack in my coat, yeah Five-hour job 'cause the money counter broke Ayy, keep it P, you never got no money out that hoe Yeah, keep it G, you never got no money out that road Yeah, landin' with them bo's, gotta get them all sold Four black trucks with them hoes and they cold Yeah, you wouldn't get that time for them nigga 'cause they told Yeah, I just got back in that mode Yeah, I just got back from the stove Yeah, nigga tough, dumb, and broke This a $20 roast It's a hundred dollars soap I'm in Soho running That's some thousands on a coat I know nigga I made million selling gaming, selling dope I know nigga that ain't got it but be acting like they on I know nigga I could slime and I know nigga I ain't going, I don't wish a nigga would I be crying, I be hoping I done took a walk a lot of places Never been to Poland Man, these niggas got a little money Gary Coleman, yeah Either way it go Rick James, Rick Oman, yeah Either way it go Being tough ain't no motion 'Cause paper had them nigga in your house Ho, ho, yeah Paper how your bitches hangin' out on the ocean Eatin' good, poppin' pussy, takin' shots, rubbin' lotion Ayy, nigga be way too tough to be broke Ridin' around the city with a pack in my coat, yeah Five-hour job 'cause the money counter broke Ayy, keep it P, you never got no money out that hoe, yeah Keep it G, you never got no money out that road, yeah Landin' with them bo's, gotta get them all sold Four black trucks with them hoes and they cold Yeah, you wouldn't did that time for them nigga 'cause they told Yeah, you wouldn't did that time for them nigga 'cause they told Yeah Keep it G, you never got no money on that road Money on my mind, I'm on money all the time If I said that pussy better than that money, I was lying And I wish a real broke nigga crossed the line I'd text him like, "Get my belt, get in line" Nigga too tough around the bitches, that's weird shit Nigga think they lowkey plottin', but we hear shit Chop a chop, when it shot a clock, know I'm near shit I know a broke nigga gon' feel broke when he hear this Nigga be way too tough to be broke Ridin' around the city with a A' in my coat, yeah Five-hour job 'cause the money counter broke Ayy, keep it P, you never got no money out that hoe Yeah, keep it G, you never got no money out that road Yeah, landin' with them bo's, gotta get them all sold Four black trucks with them hoes and they cold Yeah, you wouldn't get that time for them nigga 'cause they told You wouldn't get that time for them nigga 'cause they told Keep it G, you never got no money out that road