GIMMIE DA LOOT

My nigga my brother
 Got yo back through the worst of the struggle
 Got yo back through the duck and the cover
 Got a plate for that ache in yo stomach
 Got a couch for yo back if you want it
 Got a bitch if you needed a moment
 Got a dollar we split that and run it
 Got a hustle I put you up on it
 Niggas beefing show me my opponent
 If you riding I'm riding and gunning
 Disrespect no we do not condone it
 We don't fuck with no rats or no rodents
 Keep it trill with them words when they spoken
 And it's death when that slogan is broken
 We been rocking since turtle pajamas
 Man my mama yo mama yo mama my mama
 Fuck all that drama let's get on this money
 Bitches ain't shit and these niggas is funny
 I got a plan that'll make us some hunnads
 Let's hit the road nigga gas up the Honda
 This rap shit is open we got the persona
 Slanging that merch like we work on the corner
 Flipping them packs and we breaking the quota
 Killing the game put that bitch in a coma
 Thinking and plotting my focus intense
 Fuck all that talkin it's time to get rich
 If you with it my nigga let's hit us a lick
 Everything that we make everything that we split
 Nothing between us no money or bitch
 That's just the rules that we cannot forget
 Fuck all that talkin it's time to get rich
 If you with it my nigga let's hit us a lick
 Gimmie the loot
 Gimmie the loot
 Gimmie the loot
 Gimmie the loot
 My nigga my brother
 We done made it up outta the struggle
 Got our face on them magazine covers
 Eating good and the caddy is custom
 Run the city and bitches they love us
 Coulda had anything that we wanted
 But you chasing that fame and a woman
 But that bitch been a freak on the corner
 And she all up on me I don't want her
 She been begging and pleading I boner
 You gone wife her and don't even know her
 We was supposed to come up and go over
 Lately you losing yo focus
 What kinda dope you been smokin
 Homie I swear you been trippin
 Hanging wit fraudulent niggas
 Wasting yo money and missing
 Shows and them studio sessions
 But fuck it I still been splitting
 Money right down through the middle
 Wit my brother my dawg my nigga
 My rider my roller RZA
 My brother my dawg my nigga
 My rider my roller RZA
 I'm noticing things been different
 We don't kick it the way that we kick it
 You ain't really been round in a minute
 I been watching and keeping my distance
 Cause I'm hearing you plottin on killing
 Me bout some dollars and women
 Wake up and walk in the kitchen
 Hit the lights and it's fingers on triggers
 Gimmie the loot
 Gimmie the loot
 Gimmie the loot
 Gimmie the loot