GetRichOrDieTrying versuri

Versuri BONES – GetRichOrDieTrying lyrics

Ay, tell me where were the fuck were you when we had to do what we had to?
Weapon tucked, fuck around with us, it’s a bad move
Bad dude, bringin’ nothin’ but bad news
Your name on a shirt and the date on the back too
But when it fades, ain’t gon’ remember you at all
My legacy too involved, my body never dissolve
That money come through the phone, forever I’m on call
‘Til my veins run dry and the blood in me all gone
Another bottle of Dawn, your mom get Teflon
Goin’ long, I’ll plant bombs if you do BONES wrong
Murderin’ ain’t a habit, it’s a part of me
Red light your life, stop before you even start with me

I get it, motherfucker, you hard, bitch, okay
Chillin’ with the murder, just one call away
I get it, motherfucker, you pay, bitch, okay
Money won’t help six feet in the grave
I get it, motherfucker, you hard, bitch, okay
Chillin’ with the murder, just one call away
I get it, motherfucker, you pay, bitch, okay
Money won’t help six feet in the grave

My lifestyle is right now, baby, fuck the future
Livin’ so fast, keep up or I’ma lose ya’
The world tune in whenever BONES get to croonin’
The past dope, I’m open like a money tumor
Probably out in Zuma, feet in the sand
Watch the waves roll in with a blunt in my hand
Try to tell you pussies twice, I swear that you never listen
Better get with it or get passed like a mission
Four, five cups, now my whole body glitchin’
Norman Paul had the tow one on my bitches
I set the curfew, I make your bedtime
Hush little baby, switchblade by my bedside

I get it, motherfucker, you hard, bitch, okay
Chillin’ with the murder, just one call away
I get it, motherfucker, you pay, bitch, okay
Money won’t help six feet in the grave
I get it, motherfucker, you hard, bitch, okay
Chillin’ with the murder, just one call away
I get it, motherfucker, you pay, bitch, okay
Money won’t help six feet in the grave