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Hades Video (MV)




Performed By: Money Marlow
Language: English
Length: 2:34
Written by: Gustavo Martinez Tello




Money Marlow - Hades Lyrics




Turn it up a little bit
There you go
Aye, Yuh, We don't bleed the same

He's a motherf*cking lame for the shit that he did (That he did)
Go and tell Cupid that he ain't shooting shit (Ain't shooting shit)
Never hit a lick he's a lame in the mix (He's a lame)
His daddy must be proud that his son became a snitch
He's a motherf*cking lame for the shit that he did (Yes sir!)
Go and tell Cupid that he ain't shooting shit (Pow, pow, pow)
Never hit a lick he's a lame in the mix
His daddy must be proud that his son became a snitch (Hawk Screech)

Shit is personal never will I fake that
Got to bust first but this pussy wouldn't bust back (Wouldn't bust back)
F*ck it if you diss back I ain't with the chit chat
F*ck rap, no ceremony but you'll get clapped
Everybody in your circle is a damn lame (Damn lame)
They be f*cking with the feds that's a damn shame (Damn shame)
You ain't f*cking with no guns man stop playing (Stop playing)
Only strap you really had needed propane (What?)

I'm a, real dude so I back that
No gang needed I don't really even trust that (I don't trust that)
We enemies till' the death that's a big fact (That's a big fact)
Anybody who betrays got to get slapped

He's a motherf*cking lame for the shit that he did (That he did)
Go and tell Cupid that he ain't shooting shit (Ain't shooting shit)
Never hit a lick he's a lame in the mix (H'es a lame)
His daddy must be proud that his son became a snitch
He's a motherf*cking lame for the shit that he did ( Yes sir!)
Go and tell Cupid that he ain't shooting shit (Pow, pow, pow)
Never hit a lick he's a lame in the mix
His daddy must be proud that his son became a snitch

Run up and you get smacked, breaking all the shit you had
Tagging on the walls doesn't mean that you gangland
No gang ties you're a motherf*cking dead rat
Tell me where the stash at wait, you ain't got that
You a lame, you could never be a G
All this talk about the streets you ain't knowing how I creep
Never need a team I be coming with the heat (Gun cock)
Murder all the beef you'll (Machine Gun) get smothered in your sleep

I'm a, real dude so I back that
No gang needed I don't really even trust that (I don't trust that)
We enemies till' the death that's a big fact (That's a big fact)
Anybody who betrays got to get slapped

He's a motherf*cking lame for the shit that he did (That he did)
Go and tell Cupid that he ain't shooting shit (Ain't shooting shit)
Never hit a lick he's a lame in the mix (He's a lame)
His daddy must be proud that his son became a snitch
He's a motherf*cking lame for the shit that he did (Yes sir!)
Go and tell Cupid that he ain't shooting shit (Pow, pow, pow)
Never hit a lick he's a lame in the mix
His daddy must be proud that his son became a snitch
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English

Turn it up a little bit
There you go
Aye, Yuh, We don't bleed the same

He's a motherf*cking lame for the shit that he did (That he did)
Go and tell Cupid that he ain't shooting shit (Ain't shooting shit)
Never hit a lick he's a lame in the mix (He's a lame)
His daddy must be proud that his son became a snitch
He's a motherf*cking lame for the shit that he did (Yes sir!)
Go and tell Cupid that he ain't shooting shit (Pow, pow, pow)
Never hit a lick he's a lame in the mix
His daddy must be proud that his son became a snitch (Hawk Screech)

Shit is personal never will I fake that
Got to bust first but this pussy wouldn't bust back (Wouldn't bust back)
F*ck it if you diss back I ain't with the chit chat
F*ck rap, no ceremony but you'll get clapped
Everybody in your circle is a damn lame (Damn lame)
They be f*cking with the feds that's a damn shame (Damn shame)
You ain't f*cking with no guns man stop playing (Stop playing)
Only strap you really had needed propane (What?)

I'm a, real dude so I back that
No gang needed I don't really even trust that (I don't trust that)
We enemies till' the death that's a big fact (That's a big fact)
Anybody who betrays got to get slapped

He's a motherf*cking lame for the shit that he did (That he did)
Go and tell Cupid that he ain't shooting shit (Ain't shooting shit)
Never hit a lick he's a lame in the mix (H'es a lame)
His daddy must be proud that his son became a snitch
He's a motherf*cking lame for the shit that he did ( Yes sir!)
Go and tell Cupid that he ain't shooting shit (Pow, pow, pow)
Never hit a lick he's a lame in the mix
His daddy must be proud that his son became a snitch

Run up and you get smacked, breaking all the shit you had
Tagging on the walls doesn't mean that you gangland
No gang ties you're a motherf*cking dead rat
Tell me where the stash at wait, you ain't got that
You a lame, you could never be a G
All this talk about the streets you ain't knowing how I creep
Never need a team I be coming with the heat (Gun cock)
Murder all the beef you'll (Machine Gun) get smothered in your sleep

I'm a, real dude so I back that
No gang needed I don't really even trust that (I don't trust that)
We enemies till' the death that's a big fact (That's a big fact)
Anybody who betrays got to get slapped

He's a motherf*cking lame for the shit that he did (That he did)
Go and tell Cupid that he ain't shooting shit (Ain't shooting shit)
Never hit a lick he's a lame in the mix (He's a lame)
His daddy must be proud that his son became a snitch
He's a motherf*cking lame for the shit that he did (Yes sir!)
Go and tell Cupid that he ain't shooting shit (Pow, pow, pow)
Never hit a lick he's a lame in the mix
His daddy must be proud that his son became a snitch
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Writer: Gustavo Martinez Tello
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