[Intro: Brisco]
Ha, yeah, Triple C, CMB nigga
Poe Boy, Boss, what it is nigga?
Birdman what up? (ACE HOOD~!)
The goons to be king, how you love that pussy nigga?
Yeah... Blood money
[Verse 1: Brisco]
The definition: I'm clutchin' on my slippin in
The way I'm feelin' right now, a bitch could get the business
Just know my niggas squeeze on side
Only problem is we doin this head knock
I told Ross, "we gon show em how the Gutta do"
All black skis, black ones and the jumpsuit
Silde in the silder in and out night vision
Scopes on the AR to hit em with precision
And did I mention this one here’s for the thugs dummy
A little drugs bunny; we did it off of blood money
More pieces of Crown Vic surround us
We runnin up on niggas, they jumpin off of counters
One time for my allies
I’m a poe boy that like my guns, supersize
CMB what it is
I’m cookin up them ki's
[Chorus: Rick Ross]
I’m countin blood money
Ain’t mad cause I love money, came up gettin' drug money
We countin blood money
Ain’t mad cause I love money, came up gettin' drug money
We talkin drug money, we talkin blood money
We talkin blood money, straight blood money
We talkin drug money, it's drug money
It’s drug money, drug money
Ha, yeah, Triple C, CMB nigga
Poe Boy, Boss, what it is nigga?
Birdman what up? (ACE HOOD~!)
The goons to be king, how you love that pussy nigga?
Yeah... Blood money
[Verse 1: Brisco]
The definition: I'm clutchin' on my slippin in
The way I'm feelin' right now, a bitch could get the business
Just know my niggas squeeze on side
Only problem is we doin this head knock
I told Ross, "we gon show em how the Gutta do"
All black skis, black ones and the jumpsuit
Silde in the silder in and out night vision
Scopes on the AR to hit em with precision
And did I mention this one here’s for the thugs dummy
A little drugs bunny; we did it off of blood money
More pieces of Crown Vic surround us
We runnin up on niggas, they jumpin off of counters
One time for my allies
I’m a poe boy that like my guns, supersize
CMB what it is
I’m cookin up them ki's
[Chorus: Rick Ross]
I’m countin blood money
Ain’t mad cause I love money, came up gettin' drug money
We countin blood money
Ain’t mad cause I love money, came up gettin' drug money
We talkin drug money, we talkin blood money
We talkin blood money, straight blood money
We talkin drug money, it's drug money
It’s drug money, drug money
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