[Intro: Snap Dogg]
Uh, yeah
What's goin' on
[Chorus: Snap Dogg]
Every nickel dime, every red cent, give me everyting I need
'Cause this rent gotta pay on time, and I got friends and family to feed
So I grind hard 'cause it's not easy
And put my heart in these streets, yeah
So when I wake up this morning
Motive is all about the money yeah
'Cause I'm all about the money, no fame
I'm not all about the running no games
Because I'm coming from the ghetto, ghetto, ghetto
Because I'm coming from the ghetto, ghetto, ghetto
Because I'm coming from the ghetto, ayy
Because I'm coming from the ghetto
[Verse 1: Snap Dogg]
Just a young nigga, jumpin' off that porch
Niggas dyin' every day, I gotta keep my torch (that thirty)
Niggas tellin' every day, I never speak in court (they snitchin')
And if you hear me when I say this, thanks for your suppport
Bunch of sirens, you hear them baby cries
A bunch of violence, nigga your mama babies dies (man down)
Just a cycle of my block (my block nigga)
Get caught slippin', headshot (headshot nigga)
They on mollies, perkies, xannies, they be off it
Dracos, hundreds, rounds, bullets toxic
Can't be playin' with no fuck nigga (hell nah)
You see the opp like what's up nigga? (what's up nigga?)
Me and my niggas keep close ties (real tight)
We hate them niggas playin' both sides (fake nigga)
If you can't trust 'em put 'em in the dirt (put him down)
But if you love him put him on a shirt (yeah yeah yeah yah)
Uh, yeah
What's goin' on
[Chorus: Snap Dogg]
Every nickel dime, every red cent, give me everyting I need
'Cause this rent gotta pay on time, and I got friends and family to feed
So I grind hard 'cause it's not easy
And put my heart in these streets, yeah
So when I wake up this morning
Motive is all about the money yeah
'Cause I'm all about the money, no fame
I'm not all about the running no games
Because I'm coming from the ghetto, ghetto, ghetto
Because I'm coming from the ghetto, ghetto, ghetto
Because I'm coming from the ghetto, ayy
Because I'm coming from the ghetto
[Verse 1: Snap Dogg]
Just a young nigga, jumpin' off that porch
Niggas dyin' every day, I gotta keep my torch (that thirty)
Niggas tellin' every day, I never speak in court (they snitchin')
And if you hear me when I say this, thanks for your suppport
Bunch of sirens, you hear them baby cries
A bunch of violence, nigga your mama babies dies (man down)
Just a cycle of my block (my block nigga)
Get caught slippin', headshot (headshot nigga)
They on mollies, perkies, xannies, they be off it
Dracos, hundreds, rounds, bullets toxic
Can't be playin' with no fuck nigga (hell nah)
You see the opp like what's up nigga? (what's up nigga?)
Me and my niggas keep close ties (real tight)
We hate them niggas playin' both sides (fake nigga)
If you can't trust 'em put 'em in the dirt (put him down)
But if you love him put him on a shirt (yeah yeah yeah yah)
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