Paroles de Blood Money

Kyle, uh Young spitta, big hitta T Dots own Jose Bautista Spit by the liter, drown any nigga That come against me, asphyxiate under pressure North side repper, Eastside representer Bound to never fall like lepers Or high rise jumpers, that boy quite skilled In manipulating words, them girls get thrilled Still, so nonchalant rap savant flow avant garde Soon to reach the T-O-P Then you'll catch me, and my peeps spending G's in Paris They find it hard to breathe when I flow Fabulous Lee over beats, soon to be cashin in Talen, Ted like Wahlberg, Father Can only do right, come test with the author Hot Flows, yeah I'm bout dat Just the bass bangin, man we off dat You said you got rhymes, show me where they at Oh that weak 16, man that shit was whack Like mobsters, you know how we conquer God knows that we will never falter You are now entering the danger zone