[Intro]
King shit
Yeah, yo
Yeah
Who else we got?
You know who it is
Work
Sorry for the wait, my nigga
Work, work
I showed you niggas love with the work though
Ugh
I know that it took me all day to bring the yay
But shit, I'm here now, hope you niggas read' to play
I been countin' money all day, what I'ma say?
Pull up on my niggas like, "Y'all wanna get paid?"
[Verse 1]
Quarterback the rollers, I'm Aaron Rogers with motors
Got the flake with no soda, make mockeries out of quotas
Give out eights to my soldiers, play with my paper, I smoke 'em
Keepin' a chopper loaded and got no time for no holsters
Get a half a slab, let Billy blow up the bag
Then hit the hood like a sav, drop anybody I ask
See, this ain't for beginners who scared to get it, I seen it
Crystal church and cathedrals for any tweaker that needs 'em
Get as much as you need and let 'em go buy the D
You wanna hustle for Gs? My nigga, let's get this cheese
Took a brick out the earth, came back home with a smirk
In border racks and solid packs he'll finally blow up
We got work, holdin' down the turf, tax whoever serve
If you ain't gettin' your work from us, your business will get curbed
We got work, up and down the turf, cut some packs and swerve
'Bout to put the hood on lock when I send out all these birds
King shit
Yeah, yo
Yeah
Who else we got?
You know who it is
Work
Sorry for the wait, my nigga
Work, work
I showed you niggas love with the work though
Ugh
I know that it took me all day to bring the yay
But shit, I'm here now, hope you niggas read' to play
I been countin' money all day, what I'ma say?
Pull up on my niggas like, "Y'all wanna get paid?"
[Verse 1]
Quarterback the rollers, I'm Aaron Rogers with motors
Got the flake with no soda, make mockeries out of quotas
Give out eights to my soldiers, play with my paper, I smoke 'em
Keepin' a chopper loaded and got no time for no holsters
Get a half a slab, let Billy blow up the bag
Then hit the hood like a sav, drop anybody I ask
See, this ain't for beginners who scared to get it, I seen it
Crystal church and cathedrals for any tweaker that needs 'em
Get as much as you need and let 'em go buy the D
You wanna hustle for Gs? My nigga, let's get this cheese
Took a brick out the earth, came back home with a smirk
In border racks and solid packs he'll finally blow up
We got work, holdin' down the turf, tax whoever serve
If you ain't gettin' your work from us, your business will get curbed
We got work, up and down the turf, cut some packs and swerve
'Bout to put the hood on lock when I send out all these birds
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