SHAQ & KOBE

Ha, what is this? Maybach Music I like this Maybach Music Sweet Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha Niggas wanna see you lose when you makin' moves We bringin' tools in any rooms, we tryna break the rules Niggas is haters, they ain't goons, we tryna make 'em food I never thought I'd make the force before I make the news (Never) Having a threesome with some bitches and still ain't amused (I ain't) I pick and choose, put on my jewels Its like i lit the fuse (It's lit) I call the shots and all the killas be Like, "What's the move?" (Let's get 'em) Hunnid grand you and ya lil man get split in two (Split 'em) Hm, my life got way realer Playing with them millions, and it turned me to a made nigga Anywhere in the cash is how I reacted when they played with him Statements got retracted when niggas ratted 'cause we spray niggas Mafioso sippin' Lobos Jumpin' off the chopper to the yacht off the Gold Coast We was toting choppas on the block selling coco Now we treating models like they thots out in SoHo Thirty mil in cash do these niggas bad They never thought I'd go this far just from a pen and pad I seen my dawg kill my dawg just to get a stash He went up top, they banged him out, got that nigga slashed Too much Too much money and power Walk up in the spot, a bunch of steppers, we tuckin' the choppas We tuckin' the choppas Too much money and power Too much Hustlin' 24 hours 24 hours Too much money and power Stumble to the penthouse with a baddie to fuck in the shower Fuck in the shower Too much money and power Too much Hustlin' 24 hours 24 hours I left a team of niggas in a red tape (Huh) Digging through they pockets, left they shoes unlaced Homicide on another case Mouth wide, gold teeth with a pale face (bang) My niggas couldn't read, had impediments (Huh) But they never would leave any evidence (Huh) Your mother still in pain, it's been a few days But you notice how it came with minimum wage They thought it was a game till the shots rang Six niggas laying on a same box spring How you dead broke, but got a dope charge? Gotta rob a bank just to post bond (bond) Got a choppa with me for the close calls Helicopter on the roof, 'cause I want war Kill a niggas in the streets, I call it a feast Twenty million I can see, and all in a week (Boss) We only on the yachts with tequila shots It's only paper work when we leave the lot Calamari in California, yeah, I want a kiss All you envious devil demons, you can suck a dick (Bitch) I hope you die slow with your blindfold Ya bitch still at home with her mind blown I got a pool of parrots and some buffalos And I got a pool of parrots and a bungalow Still flippin' numbers, talkin' summersaults Everybody get to eat, that's what a winner called (Double M) I'm sippin' champagne I own it myself (Boss) You niggas better learn to own you some wealth Too much Too much money and power Walk up in the spot, a bunch of steppers, we tuckin' the choppas We tuckin' the choppas Too much money and power Too much Hustlin' 24 hours 24 hours Too much money and power Stumble to the penthouse with a baddie to fuck in the shower Fuck in the shower Too much money and power Too much Hustlin' 24 hours 24 hours Somebody said, "Too good to be true"