MVX - MONEY COUNTER

Money counter nigga
Gun sound like money counters nigga
Money counter nigga
Gun sound like money counters nigga

I keep a kel tec so i won't be a memory
Don't stall out, kill a fuck nigga, ain't no sympathy
Last time i spinned the block, i aired it out, bet they remember me
Yeah look me in my eyes i'm ya enemy

Niggas duck they fucking head when they think of me
The way im spraying, wont be no heaven gates for me
I give a fuck about what a pussy nigga think of me
If i kill ya mama, bet the pain feel like slavery

Hit a nigga in his shit he from bed stuy
Hit a nigga with this clip he from burnside
Pussy ass nigga, that's the worst side
It's on sight for them fucking pussies, let them birds fly

Dirty ass nigga, i'll take a nigga out his shine
Catch you lacking, i take ya life ya shit is mine
I wet a nigga cause a nigga think he tough
Think i don't keep a fucking pipe, nigga call my bluff

Fuck nigga, yeah he fucked
Heard the shooter walked up and let it bust
Heard he stood over his body and let it rung
My dick hard, goddamn it's such a rush

Kill a nigga, send his ass to that grave
GFE, real niggas keep a K
We don't play for fun, nah we play for keeps
Catch a opp with his kid, still sweep'em off his feet
Heard them niggas want smoke, but they all look weak
Heard he brain dead, life support be off in a week

Yeah we cooked that nigga man
My nigga hopped out
Knowwhatimsayin dump 16
Reload that bitch and dumped another 16
Walked up on that nigga
Dumped that shit again
His shit looked like scrambled eggs nigga
Closed casket

Written by:
Malcolm Jones

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