"Take the money never have to run" [x3]
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"Here's how it goes.."
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[Guru]
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All for the cash man, niggaz'll be ready to blast man
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Mad hoes, 'll be quick, to give up the ass man
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Traitors, they'll be robbing your stash man
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Don't wanna end up like the last man
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If the price is right, niggaz can get trife awright
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They plot and they scheme, all day and all night
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And they might even get elaborate enough
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to plan the illest kind of crime, fuck the average stuff
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Like this chick who was kickin it, with this baller
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Pretendin that she loved him, only really loved dollars
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Holla'd at his man so they could, rendezvous
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Said to his man, "Forget him, I'm fond of you"
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So after the screw, she put him down with her plan
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The utmost betrayal, this nigga's down with her man
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But the sex changed everything, they conspired to snake him
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Talked about the best time, and best way, they could take him
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While in bed, she told him just where her man kept his dough
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She said, "Yo, tonight he's bout to cop some blow
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And I know, there's at least, 50 grand to show
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Bring a gat, wear a mask, and come through the window
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I'll leave it open for you, he won't never know
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So run in, grab the money, later on, you and I can flow
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If we do this shit right, he won't fight
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Break out with the cash and stay your ass out of sight"
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So the nigga sat back, but little did he know
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he was about to ruin his life over a silly hoe
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And really though, the whole shit went wrong
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Cause when he came through the window and pulled out it was on
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Money they was gon' rob was high, on some shit
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Dukes with the mask, told him, "Run your shit"
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He said, "Fuck that shit!" So they tussled n shit
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Then BLAOW, the burner spit, and the chick's man got hit
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He died, his man had no loyalty, she's locked up as an accessory
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His man's doin life, what a tragedy
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All for the cash man..
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"Never have to run"
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All 4 Tha Ca$h
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| Gang Starr |
