
Check Hustle Gang (Ft. JasonMartin, T.I., Trae tha Truth & Young Dro)
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[Verse 1: T.I.]
Clean money, talking limousine money
Got a nigga hand hurting when he counting
Get a new machine for me (we bout that motherfucking)
Dirty cash, want a break it, thirty cash
In a new Mercedes Benz burning gas (we bout that motherfucking)
In god we trust, if you about that, you aight with us
I only got a gat, won't fight, won't run, I'ma put it in your life (we bout that motherfucking)
Big bank roll, rubber band trap money
That's what I had way before the rap money
Now I got it and he don't nigga want to act funny
Listen homie (we bout that motherfucking check)
Even still I'ma die for my respect
You cross that line, let it fly about that
Anybody know me, know that I ain't lying about that
Matter fact (we bout that motherfucking)
Currency and revenue, all a nigga ever do is get it then spend it then get it, get it
Whether misdemeanor or regional
To felony to federal
I got to heaven brah I'm telling you, telling you
[Chorus: T.I.]
We bout that motherfucking check (run it, run it)
You better motherfucking check
Hustle gang in that motherfucker chyea
We bout that motherfucking check (turn it, turn it)
Boy this how we motherfucking do it
Flip back, bust two, make mula (we bout that motherfucking check)
Clean money, talking limousine money
Got a nigga hand hurting when he counting
Get a new machine for me (we bout that motherfucking)
Dirty cash, want a break it, thirty cash
In a new Mercedes Benz burning gas (we bout that motherfucking)
In god we trust, if you about that, you aight with us
I only got a gat, won't fight, won't run, I'ma put it in your life (we bout that motherfucking)
Big bank roll, rubber band trap money
That's what I had way before the rap money
Now I got it and he don't nigga want to act funny
Listen homie (we bout that motherfucking check)
Even still I'ma die for my respect
You cross that line, let it fly about that
Anybody know me, know that I ain't lying about that
Matter fact (we bout that motherfucking)
Currency and revenue, all a nigga ever do is get it then spend it then get it, get it
Whether misdemeanor or regional
To felony to federal
I got to heaven brah I'm telling you, telling you
[Chorus: T.I.]
We bout that motherfucking check (run it, run it)
You better motherfucking check
Hustle gang in that motherfucker chyea
We bout that motherfucking check (turn it, turn it)
Boy this how we motherfucking do it
Flip back, bust two, make mula (we bout that motherfucking check)
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