Learn Language through the song For the Money - Ra Ra, T.I.

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Chasin' the money like it got legs,

I'm tryna camouflage it from the feds

I need a big booty in some bread,

I need a shrimp ahead and some heads

Smokin' a cigarette inside a foreign,

goin' on a poley chase when it born

Get your bitch to steal a nigga and gone

Fuck with my pepper, she gon' know that morning

On your whole home, she been long gone

Gettin' chewed on, in a whole drum

More new whip, goin' real fast, gettin' slowed down

For a long time, I been well known,

for pullin' bad broads like fairmon

I got the thank God for this tearmoans

If ever tryna rob, for a hearing bone

I'm in the bowl,

I want meal rolls, got it fitted for it, no I'm ready for it

Ryan drop top, bitch I'm headed for it

Caught it steady for it,

I'ma shake, bitch,

I look for a bitch

Clean your plate, bitch, fix your face, bitch, call your girl up

Fuck her world up, baby girl hot,

things have fell off

She used to tell him, I'm gon' sell out

My mama need me and I won't fail her

When she need somethin',

what you think I'm gon' tell her?

Even the men strap and I might nail her

Man we just sell raw, we don't seal it off

We don't take shit, we go ape shit

I get you crossed out like my shoelaces

Nigga learn your basics 'fore you try to step up

I'd die before I let you disrespect or

Yeah, sir, caught a million in a Tesla, yeah, sir

I done withstood all the pressure, yeah, sir

If you ever count with me,

you gon' have to count with us

And I pop big shit and don't never bow

Ain't no rifle make me pipe down

You new niggas ain't shit like us

Ain't done none of the shit you write up

They ought to disqualify your cypher

All my best friends are real dealer life-force

Hella ransack and earned these stripes boy

Earn my right to kick this shit,

man, I dodge these bullets and did this shit

I been in and out of prison since about 15

Ain't none soft about this king

And ain't nothing weak about this clique

And we'll see if you really about this shit

We spending old dough money with a brand new sip

Got the blueprint and the manuscript

You niggas cross that line, demand you handle it

Whatever you do, do not do that

Big ol' bag, big ol' ass, big ol' rack, we on top

Did it by, can't stop, won't stop

Stir the hood, move the block

Shake the car, don't depend on who you know when it's not a trend

I'm all in, I replace this shit, hollow shake this shit

Put it back together, I remake this shit

We keep make this shit, no more basic shit

Police hate this shit, stop that racist shit

Come and catch a bitch, come back take some shit

Your little safe house is not that safe, a shit

On that hand, I don't chase a face of shit

Drip guidelines and you just trace the shit

I got pulled out and I still chase the shit

Put my game down and she can't break the shit

I don't fuck on no second date, me or fuck

Don't wanna fuck, I might land on a pick my tux

Got a new bow tie handle mine, big, light, off the handle I

Been a major ever since the independent, nigga better recognize it's presidential

Nigga started in the trap and did transcend it, again and again and again, now didn't I?

Money set, draw, fam' first, beams and business, bitches nah, verbs

Bitch, you wanna see me, bring your purse, make it worth for me, let's get it first

Hustle gang with you, yeah, for sure

Pistol on you with you, yeah, for sure

Never been a sucker, that for sure

Die for what I rhyme for for sure

A nigga always got some shit to say about it

Everybody gettin' it, feel a way about it

What they oughta do, do an article

Wanna diss niggas in your interview

Go back and forth with me, what I'm finna do?

Got a bad attitude, too cynical

Take your main bitch, hit her with a full dick

For the Adderall, have her sleep like Benadryl

Or, Lawd, tell her what I asked her

Hit the bathroom, take a whore bath

I'm not fazed by what the thots say

Don't get no damn by the whore rap

Put a P.O. or a Pure app, and your pad

Where's your cap? I'm a revolutionary radical

Need pussy just to take me off the war path

I see sunny days in my forecast, if you don't pay, what is your ass?

You be goin' home with a toy ass

Or some bullet holes in your torso

Need a four for my payroll

While I'm kickin' back and drinkin' boy, though

While a nigga kickin' in your door

Hold up, wait a minute, there's more, though

Yeah, Rick Flair, I've been poppin' like Rick Flair

Ricochet, cold, bitch, please, bitch, sneeze

Will bless you, will special, yeah, it's special

You can read about it, bitch

You don't like it, sing about it, bitch

Whatever on, I'ma be about it, bitch

Always hate on me about it, bitch

Talk 'bout me, I was out here thirsty

Niggas tried me, I be out here thirsty

Who ever behind me, I'm out here thirsty

Got too many guns to be out here thirsty

Aw man, I ain't such a player

Tryna find another me as rare

Me and my bitch, get your bitch here

Won't be spared, don't be scared

We don't love 'em, we just kinda like 'em

Pass it to the homey and we recycle

I am somethin' like a young Mike Tyson

Jordan, Jackson, Belford, dope boy, G, Q, special

Real nigga, bad bitch, issue

Red bone, yellow bone, hoe, you know

If I ain't sellin' bricks, I'm goin' cold

For the Money

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