B Eazy

What We Want (feat. Sac-D & Swervin')

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My niggas want money, My niggas want power Keep this shit jumping every second every hour My niggas gone blaze it up, heavy Chevy's raise 'em up Always put our hood in the air, cuz we don't give a f*ck! My niggas want money, My niggas want power My niggas big Benz mansions, pussy by the hour Knocking down your towers, Knocking out them cowards That's why I see hate in your eyes Despise the face that's sour Mean-muggin' ain't shit to me Phony, friend or enemy Same damn thang I smile back, cuz it don't get to me This how we gone live in these Oak Cliff streets Nigga, Sac these streets sweet Fore you take the life that Man has given me Snitching comes with penalties Once again, you bending these rules These fools don't know Bout these tools 44, 45 AK-47 and how could I forget the 9 It's time! I woke up broke, so folk How could I forget to grind? Putting shit on your mind I find it flex live in the flesh It's Sac Motherfucking D Battle me for final rest I'll attest to the fact that I don't give a f*ck What? F*ck a forest fire, my niggas gone blaze it up! My niggas want money, My niggas want power Keep this shit jumping every second every hour My niggas gone blaze it up, heavy Chevy's raise 'em up Always put our hood in the air, cuz we don't give a f*ck! My niggas want money, My niggas want power Keep this shit jumping every second every hour My niggas gone blaze it up, heavy Chevy's raise 'em up Always put our hood in the air, cuz we don't give a f*ck! Making moves daily, it's a struggle trying to stay on the grind NIggas wanna knock your hustle, put two in your mind These streets ain't kind, as a matter of fact They mean as hell! The only thing worst than that Is either jail, with no bail! It ain't hard to tell, these fakers turn to snitches on they crew When they see that you on top, they just wanna down you So what they do? They tell the laws about your wear-a-bouts How much money you bring in, how much doe your moving out? This life ain't fair! Don't look at me I didn't make the rules It's all on how you use your mind Like a nice game of pool I ain't no fool, this the way Oak Cliff made me On the cool, I don't think a nigga could fade me Trust, you don't wanna f*ck with two wild cats from Oak Cliff You'll mess around, and get fucked up & thrown off of a cliff Plus this is some real shit from two of the realest The way we ripped this track show you that we the illest You feel this? My niggas want money, My niggas want power Keep this shit jumping every second every hour My niggas gone blaze it up, heavy Chevy's raise 'em up Always put our hood in the air, cuz we don't give a f*ck! My niggas want money, My niggas want power Keep this shit jumping every second every hour My niggas gone blaze it up, heavy Chevy's raise 'em up Always put our hood in the air, cuz we don't give a f*ck! Now understand You can't stop me from getting this money Stop it Sunny I wasn't born yesterday, you're looking at me funny Hatred in your eyes when I pass through You know the type of look that says "Damn, I wanna blast you" Now ask yourself, do you wanna mess with this true vet? You're gambling with your life, boy You about to lose respect Oh, you think I'm gone bow down Because you say your crew is deeper I'll treat y'all like dust, let me get my street-sweeper Boy, Sweet said that is was over Fa sho, I show no mercy Say they better be easy, we get low down & dirty These niggas ain't heard me! Roy Tarpley jersey Representing for the trucks hitting the curb Watch it swerving, as I ride through swerving Playboy, how you perving? Sticky green formaldehyde, dumb of that Verley In the game, it's early Sac-D, bout to score [?] No mo shit talking Oak Cliff, Texas wide open, bitch! My niggas want money, My niggas want power Keep this shit jumping every second every hour My niggas gone blaze it up, heavy Chevy's raise 'em up Always put our hood in the air, cuz we don't give a f*ck! My niggas want money, My niggas want power Keep this shit jumping every second every hour My niggas gone blaze it up, heavy Chevy's raise 'em up Always put our hood in the air, cuz we don't give a f*ck!
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