Whats The Word

A solid nigga that I am, I'm gon' bend and never fold Nah, I won't never fold But I'm still the snatcher soul Money callin', what's the word Money callin', what's the word A solid nigga that I am, I'm gon' bend and never fold If you run up on me, wrong, guaranteed I'll snatch your soul Money callin', what's the word? Ain't shit to give a dog a bone I been on the east side all my life, this my home If you feelin' like it's beef, bring the stew, let's get it on I'll kill a nigga right now, motherfuck this song But I'm chillin' right now, I'm on dub-dub, get it checkin I ain't talkin' chap, it's my pocket, Toby's Peter Griffin If you need it, hit my jack, I'll hit your back and you can get it I ain't smoke the Philly in a minute, I been blowin' woods I'll do your ass like Nicki, leave you somewhere in the woods They like, what the f*ck happened? He was out here livin' lavish Then he started poppin' at the mouth and Big D let him have it I don't care if you your mama, baby, I'll let you have it I ain't even 21, I'm only 20, still a savage Give a f*ck about the month, I turn it into March Madness I had always been Big D, I had to find him on the way Now a nigga shinin' gold, 10 on 10 when I'm smilin Rockin' shades so nobody see the pain deep inside me I be veerin' on the beat, just listen when I talk about it I ain't scared to catch a bite of it, just the dreams that come behind it Now I'm up at 3 a.m., can't go to sleep without about it I be playin' on these beats just for fun like it's a hobby If it ain't about the money, tell that nigga, f*ck your payment I'm too good with them numbers, so no can a nigga play me If he want to, he can try, but I'ma rock up out that baby Smokin' good gas out a Russian gun, I'm shootin' come from Russia It's on my side, don't get sucka, if I up it, then I let it burn like Usher Hop back in there with no traces, all black feet lookin' like Matrix I'm too real, so I can't fake it, if it's smoke, then I'ma bake it When y'all smoke it, you gon' face it, get your eggs and get your biscuits I keep bakin' in my bridges, tryin' to get straight to the ridges Tryin' to get rich and enrich it, that's the money, do you hear me Money callin', what's the word Money callin', what's the word Money callin', what's the word A nigga like me, man I love the game I love to hustle, man Be feelin' like one of them ball-playin' niggas, you know Bird magic or somethin Yeah, you know, a nigga got dope A nigga can leave the league What if I leave The fans still gon' love me, man I get love out here in Harlem, man I done sold coke on these streets, man Hash, weed, Heron As long as niggas is feelin' it, a nigga like me can hustle it That's my gift in life, eh You know