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Royce Da 5'9 - Текст песни Gettin Money Freestyle
[Intro:] 
Please be clear. This is a fuckin' invasion. Royce Da 5'9" 
[Verse 1:] 
I'm gettin' money like a motherfucka 
I do dollar like the Yao stretch 
Casino chips that Denale bet 
Ain't spazzin' at the house party 
Mink draggin'/dragon like Bilil breath 
dead prez ran a train on the green lady 
That green lady turned around and had a dream baby 
That dream baby was I 
That green lady was ma 
Follow me honey, it sound funny 
I'm money 
Get it? 
Niggas is idiots so probably not 
I Murder Inc., let Ashanti & Irv Gotti watch 
A walkin' mollie wop 
Tell your whole fellat to cock off 
Drop the jeans 
And take out a foot like when you take a sock off 
I ain't attached to no tooley 
I quite screwy 
I just take the Lock off 
Pop it and Drop It like Huey 
Weed avenue, bread rollin' on Phillie Street 
Triggers get used more than Wayne on +Milli+ beat 
So don't make me laugh 
You think with your class 
I think with my math 
Not with my dick, I speak on his behalf 
Anyone of you motherfuckin' NASCAR tunnel crews 
I call you that, cause you fixin' to crash 
The word in the hood is I got the bag in the streets 
Pull the rig up 
Take a load off, like I'm havin' a seat 
This black coup is V-12 as far as year 
I'm been rappin', reppin' the D-12, ask Proof 
As far as tears 
My face ain't big enough to relate 
How many bodies gone in the form of a tattoo 
Alcoholic, my kidney color is black blue 
Forever fuck with that Remy, love it like Papoose 
Wearin' that XXL mag or in The Source 
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My release date is more important to the country than 
Tunin' into your news stations November 4th (Obama!) 
I turn niggas into veggies and get my lettuce straight 
It's like you niggas addicted to bitch shit, you fetish fake 
Dahlmer 
Pop you, then eat you on the anniversary of your death 
Like the top of a wedding cake 
Two timer 
Yeah, I keep a bitch on the side 
I'm Mr. Warning Guy 
You Mr. Wanna Die 
The Bar Exam 2 comma 
More polished than 
Ray Robinson in his prime 
The shoe shiner 
He kill 'em with his persistence 
Sendin' niggas to hit 'em is a silly mission 
Like he's one of Diddy's assistants 
Look in my trunk and find a pair of legs inside of some gym shoes 
Hangin' out a trash bag and in fumes 
I spit whole winters and then June 
Show up to your video while you performin' 
And shoot you like Ben Boom 
You might have dealt with the tools 
But you ain't swam with them sharks 
Nickle, Mike Phelps in the pool 
You might pull triggers but you don't pull them like me 
Bullets runnin' through shit like the bullets got feet 
I'm gonna keep goin' and goin' like a Energizer 
Inside a flyin' bullet until the day a bullet stops me 
Fuck a bitch, I'm it nigga, I'm a don 
I'm the reaper on Cancer, like I'm a sign 
Immaculately conceived 
Product of dollar signs 
The only father of mine 
Is Father Time 
[Chorus:] 
I'm gettin' money like a motherfucker 
You ain't got nothin' on me 
I'm gettin' money like a motherfucker 
Fuck this auto tune shit 
That shit sound weak as a bitch 
Unless it's me usin' it 
Cause I'm the shit fool











