LaQuinn - ChiQuita (Work-Work-Work) [feat.Rgb]

If it don't make dollars then it don't make sense
How the hell running my mouth go pay my whole rent
Gotta work work work work my dude
If it don't make dollars then it don't make sense
How the hell running my mouth go pay my whole rent
Gotta work work work work my dude

When i was lil man pimping in my big man britches
I was cultivating knowledge learning how to clock figures
Gippetto in the ghetto just to get some Hilfigers
Turn a block head dude to a soldier way quicker
Than the army in the ghetto we go
To effing hard cause its all that we know
And dont get scared cuz yo boo boo go know
When you pee yo britches and it wetten the floor
I was raised in the trap where dudes where you gotta be hard
Fat Boy fighting people for his in the yard
On the Westside Muggy learning to rob
In the 700 Chucky dropping brix off
This is how life gets when you dealing with odds
The dealer can't win if you deal him the cards
Back when Clayton had that dank in a jar
I can tell the truth about how Dog got scarred

If it don't make dollars then it don't make sense
How the hell running my mouth go pay my whole rent
Gotta work work work work my dude
If it don't make dollars then it don't make sense
How the hell running my mouth go pay my whole rent
Gotta work work work work my dude

Remember Sean Pryor shot in the dome in the car
Remember this my home so I won't go far
So we can get it on wherever you are
I don't give a hoot if the planet is Mars
Let my crew around and the planet is ours
We look for confrontations and somebody to spar
GAyle never like me but she know she my ma
Aunt Judy know she my auntie by bond
My city done changed from the country so far
It used to be a wasteland and won't even ours
When we had to watch our folks cop coke from the cars
Seeing pops six times and four behind bars
But we never lost our minds we living like stars
We ain't know broke cause its all that we are
So we done came up like some yeast in a loaf
My people on a rise like the holy effing ghost

We need Chiquita banana because our grammar be Bama
I think its how to how they feel cause guerillas bananas

Written by:
LaQuinn Gilmore

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