Give Me Some Money (feat. Project Pat & V Slash)

Yes sir

The realest b*****s in the game

The realest b*****s in the game

Yes sir

Juicy J Juicy J

It's going down

North north

We gettin' this mother****ing money

We gettin' this mother****ing money

I thought y'all b*****s knew this shit lets do it b***h

Come on lets go

Imma rob imma rob me a b***h

Imma rob me a b***h

What I am and tell them give me some money

If you don't know if you don't know

Who I am I'm that goon selling yams

I am and tell them give me some money

Imma rob imma rob me a b***h

Imma rob me a b***h

I am and tell them give me some money

If you don't know if you don't know

Who I am I'm that goon selling yams

I am and tell them give me some money

It's the return of them ****boys getting this money man

Selling pills and **** b*****s and shit

And them Jack boys that be down for a robbin'

And them real goons that be down for a poppin'

Have them niggas out here makin' money with this pimpin'

All my niggas out here man gettin' it how they livin'

I went from the projects ****ed up eating spam

Now I'm ridin'30 inches tryin' to push a lot of grams

Leeches on my d**k cuz they know that I'm the shit

Haters keep on hating cuz they know that I'm the shit

B***h I'm on the low yee ain't know I got dem bricks

I'm getting this money over here I got you b*****s sick

Imma rob me a b***h

Imma rob me a b***h

I am and tell them give me some money

If you don't know if you don't know

Who I am I'm that goon selling yams

I'll give you what I am and tell them give me some money

Imma rob imma rob me a b***h

Imma rob me a b***h

I am and tell them give me some money

If you don't know if you don't know

Who I am I'm that goon selling yams

I am and tell them give me some money

The pistol's cocked man bullets gon' fly dog

And when I swipe this magnum imma tear your jaw off

I blew your b***h off you b*****s cumin

Before they stepped out the trap I was dumpin'

Cuz for that money a b***h dance with death

Man I'm a convict and felon ain't no chances left

I'm to the death me and she got a chemistry

B***h out here feel me ever had your stomach to your back

Now that's rob or die

A situation I don't know and me so low on bread

Get two stacks to get my case dropped my lawyer said

The barrels cross your head I ain't like ya anyway

A b***h out here starvin' bout to die and you wanna play

Imma rob me a b***h

Imma rob me a b***h

What I am and tell them give me some money

If you don't know if you don't know

Who I am I'm that goon selling yams

I am and tell them give me some money

Imma rob imma rob me a b***h

Imma rob me a b***h

What I am and tell them give me some money

If you don't know if you don't know

Who I am I'm that goon selling yams

I am and tell them give me some money