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Viewing Lyrics for Z Pre Game:

Artist:Sauce Money f Jay
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Album:Belly soundtrack
Track:Z Pre Game
Date Added:27/04/2015
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Lyrics:Sauce Money]
I lay my gun fine, ideas be as bright as the sunshine
Shook the rap game
with just one line
When me and my n---az combine, all day, you know what?
Sometimes, I
run with mad n---az who done time
Hit you with eight, from one nine, now you showin the vein

My shells is like information, go in your brain
Holdin my slug, before you squeeze em
show em the love
Burn your fingertips so throw em a glove, understand me
Before my
album drop, cop the Grammy, uncanny
Bought my first Role' from Manny
Dirty burners my
crew never hand me, n---a we family
You not, get shot, get caught slippin like Dexter Manley

with at least ten lead, spray right, paint your skin red
Damn we, all the s--t you
can't be
We big time, you small time, real small like how an ant be
Marcy, bust a shot
for Metcalf, Tilo and Danny
Peace to the Bureils, Cut Wop and Stanley
Boom Moet and
bow, my whole set is wild
Past threats, frontin flash singles and that's bent
f--k a
b--ch, you know the drill
Cut a chick or a s--k a d--k

what the f--k?
As a youth explosively, clappin off the roof
Shootin guard like Kobe,
raised up slay smears and bo'e
Back then, Gil was my codiene, Spanish Jose
showed me
how to get the money n---az owed me
Fast forward, no kids, six cars and three Role's

Two cribs, trips to Cuba, sippin on Uba
Got rap in a stupor, first to clap your group up

from the Range with the ski rack, or six with the Ruger
s--t, I light the motherf--kin
soundproof booth up
New s--t, y'all say the same s--t like you're looped up
Your rap's
all lazy, Jigga the Black Scorcese
What your album lack is more Jay-Z
Code name:
Jay-hovah, all praise me
Y'all don't paint pictures, y'all all trace me
You've yet to
see the day when my squad be done
I represent that s--t n---a, Marcy son, what

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