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featuring T Lee of LA Zuu
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Intro:
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DJ Pooh. Zuu Tribe 97. T Lee feels gold drastic. Yeah get the cash.
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T Lee:
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Since money rules the world I'm a stay on the grind
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Sky high feelin' fine in this west sunshine
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I'm a rhyme all about my chips I ain't lyin'
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I got my foot on the floor in the fast lane flyin'
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Drape the double R L in an Accura or a M
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Thoroughbreds chasin' me and they bad as hell
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Mr. Lee, Zuu Tribe it ain't hard to tell
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Hug the brakes get the number that's a player right there
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See a chick goin' spin just like a nigga spin
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Make sure you spin more so you always win
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This a petty game but who's to blame for the shame
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It ain't the same talkin' bout bein' they thang
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I motivate graduate that's the plan for the (money)
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But ain't broke, stressed and trippin' (actin' funny)
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Dummy, get equipped, you're tryin' to playerhate
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Stay off the next man you better go on and graduate
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Hook:
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When the situations dollars it's time to smash
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Two thousand zero zero party's over get the cash (oooh)
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When it's all said and done we get the last laugh
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Fuck what you heard bad newz travels fast
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T-Lee:
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You got much grande beats that bang
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We got saucy ass lyrics that swang
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And a whole other zone
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And three of 'em straight gone
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We'll fade that ass on wax or off the dome
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We strive to be the tightest top notch on the scene
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Be like a fiend stay down with my team
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It's a pity
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Huh, situation gettin' shitty
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When Lee come through will Zuu Tribe take the city?
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These niggas ain't Ballers these niggas ain't phillies
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But these niggas don't the most these niggas kill me
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You wouldn't understand this path we done chose
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Rise for much more than chips, cars coast to hoes
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Throwin' bolos at fake ass ballers with fake clothes
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Lead ya to the left straight killin' your soul
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Let it be told
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Everything that glitters is not gold
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Got platinum recipes so our unit is sold
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Hook
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"Is it the future"
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Verse 3:
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Stop the sleepin' game not free
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You flip ? h.o.e. the 9-7 the B. is a B.
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I want the millions most defiantly
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So me, giving you mine is something I can't see
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I guess the real team hard make ya wanna freak freak
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Cause I hand with major players that got nothing but heat
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Me myself I'm a hustla
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Money is what I'm after
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Catch me on the next page on the next chapter
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Only half of these rides get my respect
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The other perpetrating' 50 need they weave check
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I can't trip though cause niggas trick for these chicks
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Blow up they hair buy' em thangs ain't even hip
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It sound sick don't it?
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You're damn right it is
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Cause when you're actin' like that how you gonna handle your biz?
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We want the ? the S.C. lyrical triple
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But you call Zuu Tribe the worldwide money getters
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Hook
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"Is this the future"
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"It's the LA Zuu"-Threat 'Lettin' Niggas Know'
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Bad Newz Travels Fast
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DJ Pooh |