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Sauce Money - Love & War lyrics
[ VERSE 1 ] I heard a rumor in the street, muthafucka was gifted Up and comin nigga, might need to get with One cat from BK, put him on your hitlist Sauce Money, fat nigga rip shit Heard him on a Clue? tape, loved the way he kicked it All of a sudden mad labels on his dick But muthafuckas who bit it but couldn't fight it forget it Couldn't write it or spit it cause they couldn't fuck with it Then the Puff shit happened, the whole shit shifted Tribute to Biggie, God bless your spirit Made a mark, now we need a place for the nigga Marcy, son - faced off with Jigga Now he only spittin for cars that's kitted Convicted felons and muthafuckas acquitted Never for foul snitches, but those who style riches Ghetto crack sellin pros and buckwild bitches First thing they wanna know: what's fuckin with this shit? Jay-Z told em, look how many he sold em '99's my time to shine and control em Spread ones with sons, guns, I still hold em Fuck the law, this is what's in store When the album drop, we gon' rush the floor I tell em hit it, every song, come on, we all spit it Get on with it, with all my niggas screamin, "We did it" [ CHORUS ] Love and war, thugs and whores Nickel-plated nines, three-pound-sevens and four-fours We about to flow, blow, stack dough On the low, forever shine, niggas better know [ VERSE 2 ] They call me money-earner, received more blows than Tina Turner Like the top of the stove Sauce keep a burner Release somethin that'll heat your sternum Flow the sickest, take a AIDS patient a whole week to learn em So precise, got beef with surgeons Feel naked without profanity, every sentence keep a curse in Nothin is bound to touchin my sound The consensus in the street: he ain't fuckin around Got a lot of shit to pop, two things when it drop: Muthafuckas gonna cop and niggas will get shot But this is just for the record, though Niggas will get naked slow If your heat cocked, check it, yo No shit, squeeze till your hammer go click Fuck these lame-brawl MC's, they all blow dick I'm the capital S-a-u-c-e Better clap at the best way when you see me Nigga [ CHORUS ] |
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