Obie Trice Gimme The Money lyrics

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Gimme The Money by Obie Trice Gimme The Money lyrics [Verse 1: Obie Trice] You got money For you to come out, it's best I pack a gat the size of a rat in south west When I get low I get dough So it's nothin' for you to pass me and get broke I been like this Since the lickle youth Stickin' cats for better major Skittles, too Now Or Later's, Jolly Rangers and Charlie Juice What can I say, dog, I had the sweetest tooth In middle school, ain't shit changed but the vics Sock a nigga in his lips and take his kicks Shit Ain't this a bitch, they don't fit Fuck it I sell 'em quick, to get the chips At high school Things got hella proper I stop hittin' cats and start hittin' their lockers I got purses and wallets for my big pockets Bitch, shut the fuck up and give me the watches [Chorus: Obie Trice] When that nigga get hungry You, gimme the money Bitch, gimme the money You, gimme the money When I can't get high You, gimme the money Bitch, gimme the money You, gimme the money When I can't pay the rent Bitch, gimme the money You, gimme the money Bitch, gimme the money When the shit's gettin' thick You, gimme the money Bitch, gimme the money (Nigga) You, gimme the money (Bitch) [Verse 2:] When I'm starvin' and the dough get low And my daughter Kobe gotta eat, I be more go in the street Lookin' for victims, strapped with their heat You wet the payphone Your scrap's gone With me Tried to run Popped in the knee I'm popular for poppin' up on niggas when my pocket's on E, pistol point Person and a purse "Just don't kill me, I got two children" I can't front I might snatch the shit That you probably don't want Run at two My daughter Kobe, she two And I ain't got a job So why would you ask me when I'm robbing you, fuck you By all means nec'sy Get outta line while I'm stickin' The shit right there get's messy Caliber heavy Ready to bust, nigga Run 'em jewels, or your dick's in the dust (Motherfucker) [Chorus] [Verse 3:] I'm a starvin' artist, my cho, do-do I stick gats for chains like them cats, they guru Bitch, gimme the money, pullin' their gat from the back We gaffle and cap, won't be raffled to strap We travel in packs, might see us comin' the day You better tuck in your chain when you see us coming your way My pockets are hurtin' Plus I'm tired of workin' But nowadays, a J-O-B just ain't workin' You trade blocks to get hot Cause if you got Dog, gimme the glock, you just got got I drink too much and the weed be talkin' Dog get jacked by a cat from New Boston My habit is costin' Twenty dollars a fix I own So what you have gone get me out of this shit From tents to cables To gems I'm Hardcore Detriot nigga that'll stick Lil' Kim [Chorus] [Obie Trice:] I'm on one


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