Quiet Money Blood Money Lyrics

Quiet Money Blood Money lyrics

featuring AZ, Halfamil, Animal  

  

 *imitating "Scarface"*  

  

 "Hey hey, we about to take shit over, right Tony? (yeah)  

 You hear me? I'm talkin big money, big money (uh-huh, Quiet Money y'all)  

 We gonna take this over, let's slurp this spaghetti (where the crew at)  

 Hey hey (where y'all at)"  

  

 Chorus [AZ] 2x  

 Blood money, thug money, drug money  

 Slug money, run wit me or run from me  

 Gun money, sixteen in one money  

 <>From the streets, these raps and beats become money  

  

 [Halfamil]  

 Bitches say I'm spoiled  

 I ain't tryin to ball, got no time at all  

 Push the Hummer, spend a G on Amaral  

 <>From Tennesse to Harlem World dunn-dunn  

 I'm tryin to cop a planet so I could start a world wit thugs  

 They write books on how we used to roam the streets bug  

 Holdin chrome and eat blood  

 You'll find a chromosome on each slug  

 (Slow down dunn, you're killin em)  

 Fuck that, tell them niggas keep up  

 Matta fact, I'ma speed up  

 We came a long way from free lunch  

 Stashin mack's in the tree trunks  

 Crashin Ac's and hazardous acts, ghetto bastard  

 Pos-ses a mack, alligator hats  

 Cheese E-A, swallowed jewels  

 Me and A, molecules like DNA  

 I'ma cruise to the island, we'll be ?eyein' lay?  

 Quiet Money, finest way, meet me on a Bahama Bay  

 White sand, my dunn shine like Ice Man  

 In a hovercraft, poppin bubbly in the bubblebath  

 Bitches blowin, ?subject? they ass, thugs'll cash  

 Quiet Money, run for your gats (what)  

  

 Chorus 1x *substitute "gun money" w/ "dunn money"*  

  

 [AZ]  

 Some got a lot of jail, fresh just comin outta they shells  

 Spark a L, let me school y'all how to properly swell  

 Lay it back, but seein these fool and spray they gat  

 Rock a vest, flip cuz he stressed, I ain't amazed wit that  

 Advancements, stay play the game, just enhanced it  

 Obey a nigga T-P-A, view my transcript  

 How rich can I be, speak highly of niggas beatin bodies  

 Never try me, trey-pound cop beside me  

 Rockin Wallees, my whole dab watch them wisely  

 Pops surprise me, raised me high off the Isley's  

 Mercilfulless, circle the six, David Berkowitz  

 Let the clip spit then murk in the mist  

 Gun in my fist, nearly popped one in my bitch  

 Check this, on some Donald Goines death wish shit  

 Necklace thick, never disrespect this click  

 Had a Lexus early '96, switched the shit  

 Peep the Q whip, know how these streets do men  

 Three to nine, ?assist the gate or do rhyme?  

 He got two in, from rich to ruin  

 Some cats'll snitch they crew in  

 Fresh money got the smell of perfume, we tryin to move in  

  

 Chorus 2x  

  

 [Animal]  

 It's the Animal, you recognize the voice, who this is  

 Cotton in the mouth, duct tape around the kids  

 Fuck Versace, livin the life of Liberace  

 Shorties try to copy, be pumpin bombs in the building lobby  

 Bad turns, spread the beef like germs  

 Motherfuckers never learn till you crawlin wit worms  

 When it's time to kick ass, I got the steel-toe boot out  

 Break the loot out, I bring grenades to a shoot out  

 Plus your ones up, you should never put your guns up  

 Shit, niggas waitin in the cut for you to fuck up  

 Press your luck up, you fuck around and get stuck up  

 I trick a hundred, drinkin biz and gettin blunted  

 I'm just like AIDS kid, don't none of y'all cats want it  

 If so, I'm stealin on you like a thief  

 Like a vegetarian, you don't want no beef  

 Go against all odds, fuck the baddest broads  

 Run a hundred yards, I'm even down wit the Beast Gods  

 Shit is real in the field guard your grill  

 Like Steven Segal, me and dogs Hard To Kill  

 You ain't never seen niggas more cold-blooded  

 The jewels flooded, let's get the ones we could cut it  

 Shit I say split it, if shorty wanna fuck then I be wit it  

 She don't suck dick, then forget it  

 So I'ma grant you to make a wish like a genie  

 Niggas disappearin off the ave like Houdini  

 Y'all niggas fools, y'all play the game by the rules  

 We pack tools, stickin niggas for the jewels  

 Uh, what  

  

 Chorus 2x  

  

 [AZ]  

 Uh, what what AZ now  

 Uh, Quiet Money y'all  

 Uh, what yo yo