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B Eazy - What We Want (feat. Sac-D & Swervin') Lyrics



B Eazy - What We Want (feat. Sac-D & Swervin') Lyrics
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My niggas want money, My niggas want power
Keep this shit jumping every second every hour
My niggas gone blaze it up, heavy Chevy's raise 'em up
Always put our hood in the air, cuz we don't give a f*ck!
My niggas want money, My niggas want power
My niggas big Benz mansions, pussy by the hour
Knocking down your towers, Knocking out them cowards
That's why I see hate in your eyes
Despise the face that's sour
Mean-muggin' ain't shit to me
Phony, friend or enemy
Same damn thang
I smile back, cuz it don't get to me
This how we gone live in these Oak Cliff streets
Nigga, Sac these streets sweet
Fore you take the life that Man has given me
Snitching comes with penalties
Once again, you bending these rules
These fools don't know
Bout these tools 44, 45
AK-47 and how could I forget the 9
It's time! I woke up broke, so folk
How could I forget to grind?
Putting shit on your mind
I find it flex live in the flesh
It's Sac Motherf*cking D
Battle me for final rest
I'll attest to the fact that I don't give a f*ck
What? F*ck a forest fire, my niggas gone blaze it up!
My niggas want money, My niggas want power
Keep this shit jumping every second every hour
My niggas gone blaze it up, heavy Chevy's raise 'em up
Always put our hood in the air, cuz we don't give a f*ck!
My niggas want money, My niggas want power
Keep this shit jumping every second every hour
My niggas gone blaze it up, heavy Chevy's raise 'em up
Always put our hood in the air, cuz we don't give a f*ck!
Making moves daily, it's a struggle trying to stay on the grind
NIggas wanna knock your hustle, put two in your mind
These streets ain't kind, as a matter of fact
They mean as hell! The only thing worst than that
Is either jail, with no bail!
It ain't hard to tell, these fakers turn to snitches on they crew
When they see that you on top, they just wanna down you
So what they do? They tell the laws about your wear-a-bouts
How much money you bring in, how much doe your moving out?
This life ain't fair! Don't look at me
I didn't make the rules
It's all on how you use your mind
Like a nice game of pool
I ain't no fool, this the way Oak Cliff made me
On the cool, I don't think a nigga could fade me
Trust, you don't wanna f*ck with two wild cats from Oak Cliff
You'll mess around, and get f*cked up & thrown off of a cliff
Plus this is some real shit from two of the realest
The way we ripped this track show you that we the illest
You feel this?
My niggas want money, My niggas want power
Keep this shit jumping every second every hour
My niggas gone blaze it up, heavy Chevy's raise 'em up
Always put our hood in the air, cuz we don't give a f*ck!
My niggas want money, My niggas want power
Keep this shit jumping every second every hour
My niggas gone blaze it up, heavy Chevy's raise 'em up
Always put our hood in the air, cuz we don't give a f*ck!
Now understand
You can't stop me from getting this money
Stop it Sunny
I wasn't born yesterday, you're looking at me funny
Hatred in your eyes when I pass through
You know the type of look that says
"Damn, I wanna blast you"
Now ask yourself, do you wanna mess with this true vet?
You're gambling with your life, boy
You about to lose respect
Oh, you think I'm gone bow down
Because you say your crew is deeper
I'll treat y'all like dust, let me get my street-sweeper
Boy, Sweet said that is was over
Fa sho, I show no mercy
Say they better be easy, we get low down & dirty
These niggas ain't heard me!
Roy Tarpley jersey
Representing for the trucks hitting the curb
Watch it swerving, as I ride through swerving
Playboy, how you perving?
Sticky green formaldehyde, dumb of that Verley
In the game, it's early
Sac-D, bout to score
[?]
No mo shit talking
Oak Cliff, Texas wide open, bitch!
My niggas want money, My niggas want power
Keep this shit jumping every second every hour
My niggas gone blaze it up, heavy Chevy's raise 'em up
Always put our hood in the air, cuz we don't give a f*ck!
My niggas want money, My niggas want power
Keep this shit jumping every second every hour
My niggas gone blaze it up, heavy Chevy's raise 'em up
Always put our hood in the air, cuz we don't give a f*ck!
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My niggas want money, My niggas want power
Keep this shit jumping every second every hour
My niggas gone blaze it up, heavy Chevy's raise 'em up
Always put our hood in the air, cuz we don't give a f*ck!
My niggas want money, My niggas want power
My niggas big Benz mansions, pussy by the hour
Knocking down your towers, Knocking out them cowards
That's why I see hate in your eyes
Despise the face that's sour
Mean-muggin' ain't shit to me
Phony, friend or enemy
Same damn thang
I smile back, cuz it don't get to me
This how we gone live in these Oak Cliff streets
Nigga, Sac these streets sweet
Fore you take the life that Man has given me
Snitching comes with penalties
Once again, you bending these rules
These fools don't know
Bout these tools 44, 45
AK-47 and how could I forget the 9
It's time! I woke up broke, so folk
How could I forget to grind?
Putting shit on your mind
I find it flex live in the flesh
It's Sac Motherf*cking D
Battle me for final rest
I'll attest to the fact that I don't give a f*ck
What? F*ck a forest fire, my niggas gone blaze it up!
My niggas want money, My niggas want power
Keep this shit jumping every second every hour
My niggas gone blaze it up, heavy Chevy's raise 'em up
Always put our hood in the air, cuz we don't give a f*ck!
My niggas want money, My niggas want power
Keep this shit jumping every second every hour
My niggas gone blaze it up, heavy Chevy's raise 'em up
Always put our hood in the air, cuz we don't give a f*ck!
Making moves daily, it's a struggle trying to stay on the grind
NIggas wanna knock your hustle, put two in your mind
These streets ain't kind, as a matter of fact
They mean as hell! The only thing worst than that
Is either jail, with no bail!
It ain't hard to tell, these fakers turn to snitches on they crew
When they see that you on top, they just wanna down you
So what they do? They tell the laws about your wear-a-bouts
How much money you bring in, how much doe your moving out?
This life ain't fair! Don't look at me
I didn't make the rules
It's all on how you use your mind
Like a nice game of pool
I ain't no fool, this the way Oak Cliff made me
On the cool, I don't think a nigga could fade me
Trust, you don't wanna f*ck with two wild cats from Oak Cliff
You'll mess around, and get f*cked up & thrown off of a cliff
Plus this is some real shit from two of the realest
The way we ripped this track show you that we the illest
You feel this?
My niggas want money, My niggas want power
Keep this shit jumping every second every hour
My niggas gone blaze it up, heavy Chevy's raise 'em up
Always put our hood in the air, cuz we don't give a f*ck!
My niggas want money, My niggas want power
Keep this shit jumping every second every hour
My niggas gone blaze it up, heavy Chevy's raise 'em up
Always put our hood in the air, cuz we don't give a f*ck!
Now understand
You can't stop me from getting this money
Stop it Sunny
I wasn't born yesterday, you're looking at me funny
Hatred in your eyes when I pass through
You know the type of look that says
"Damn, I wanna blast you"
Now ask yourself, do you wanna mess with this true vet?
You're gambling with your life, boy
You about to lose respect
Oh, you think I'm gone bow down
Because you say your crew is deeper
I'll treat y'all like dust, let me get my street-sweeper
Boy, Sweet said that is was over
Fa sho, I show no mercy
Say they better be easy, we get low down & dirty
These niggas ain't heard me!
Roy Tarpley jersey
Representing for the trucks hitting the curb
Watch it swerving, as I ride through swerving
Playboy, how you perving?
Sticky green formaldehyde, dumb of that Verley
In the game, it's early
Sac-D, bout to score
[?]
No mo shit talking
Oak Cliff, Texas wide open, bitch!
My niggas want money, My niggas want power
Keep this shit jumping every second every hour
My niggas gone blaze it up, heavy Chevy's raise 'em up
Always put our hood in the air, cuz we don't give a f*ck!
My niggas want money, My niggas want power
Keep this shit jumping every second every hour
My niggas gone blaze it up, heavy Chevy's raise 'em up
Always put our hood in the air, cuz we don't give a f*ck!
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Writer: BRENTON MICHAEL BARGE, RASHAUD SNEED
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Songtrust Ave

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