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Текст песни "Kendrick Lamar — Money Trees"
Me and my niggas tryna get it you bitch
Get the house lit tell me is you with it you bitch
Home invasion was persuasive
From nine to five I know its vacant you bitch
Dreams of living life like rappers do
Back when condom wrappers wasn't cool
I fucked Sherene then went to tell my bros
Then Usher Raymond "Let it Burn" came on
Hot sauce in my Top Ramen, ya bitch
Parked the car and then we started rhyming, ya bitch
The only thing we had to free our mind
Then freeze that verse when we see dollar signs
You looking like an easy come up you bitch
A silver spoon I know you come from you bitch
And that's a lifestyle that we never knew
Go at a reverend for the revenue
[Hook]
It go Halle Berry or hallelujah
Pick your poison tell me what you do
Everybody gon' respect the shooter
But the one in front of the gun lives forever
And I been hustlin' all day, this a way, that a way
Through canals and alleyways, just to say
Money trees is the perfect place for shade and that's just how I feel
A dollar might, just fuck your main bitch that's just how I feel
A dollar might, say fuck them niggas that you came with that's just how I feel
A dollar might, just make that lane switch that's just how I feel
A dollar might, turn to a million and we all rich that's just how I feel
[Verse 2: Kendrick Lamar]
Dreams of living life like rappers do
Bump that new E-40 after school
You know big ballin with my homies
Earl Stevens had us thinking rational
Back to reality we pour
Another casualty of war
Two bullets in my uncle tony head
He said one day I'd be on tour
That Louie's Burger never be the same
A louis belt will never ease that pain
But I'mma purchase when that day is jerkin'
Pull off at Church's with Pirelli's skirtin'
Gang signs out the window
Hoping all of em offend you
They say your hood is a pot of gold
And we gone crash it when nobodies home
