Makin’ Money Smokin’ DJ Drama (Ft. La The Darkman & Willie the Kid)

[Chorus: La the Darkman]
Makin' money smokin' weed
Nigga front, a nigga bleed
Makin' money fuckin' hoes
Nigga, that's just how it goes
Makin' money smokin' weed
Nigga front, a nigga bleed
Makin' money fuckin' hoes
Nigga, that's just how it goes
Makin' money smokin' weed
Nigga front, a nigga bleed
Makin' money fuckin' hoes
Nigga, that's just how it goes
Makin' money smokin' weed
Nigga front, a nigga bleed
Makin' money fuckin' hoes
Nigga, that's just how it goes

[Verse 1: Willie the Kid]
This ain't rap it's a drive-by
This shit is real catch ya man slipin' walkin' outta Popeyes
The bullets fly through yo' bag fly through yo' drink
The bullets cut a man down, blood on your mink
There's blood in the street, you see the crowd formin'
You had a show for the the crowd, you puttin' on a performance
Take a bow, it's kinda hard you on the ground twitchin'
Your brotha hopin' you recover, downtown snitchin'
"I know who did it, them niggas from the other side
They recognize my face, and know ma brother ride"
Meanwhile in the hood Chevy's still rollin', the fiends still smokin'
The cops still patrollin', sing sing is the shooters, the gargoyles
How you want it you can get it beef charbroiled
The Mongolian, we get them forties in
Down South traffickin', bring your homie in