Homie, these lyrics are so far off lmao. Here, stop listening and trying to interpret lyrics yourself: [Intro: Young Dolph] (Let the BandPlay) Yeah, yeah, uh, yeah, uh, yeah, uh Okay, ayy [Chorus: Young Dolph] Cash out if I want it (For real, though) The money got blood all on it (For real, though) The money got blood all on it, yeah The money got blood all on it (For real, though) Bad bitch with me on it (For real, though) Nigga wanna be me, don't it? But the money got blood all on it Yeah, the money got blood all on it (Hey) My young niggas ready to shoot (Damn) 'Cause they ain't got nothin' to lose (Damn) He said, it's fuck everybody and fuck everything, he got somethin' to prove (Damn) In the trenches pullin' moves (Got 'еm) A hundred racks in blues (Franks) In a shoebox, hеll nah, them ain't no motherfuckin' shoes (Racks, ayy, what you do, nigga?)Took the motor out a 'Vette put it in a Chevelle (Switch it up) Do my dirt all by myself 'cause these niggas gon' tell (I swear) She look like God sent her from Heaven but she fine as hell (Bad) I'm sendin' strong to five states, man, I just broke my scale (Uh) Lil' cuz just caught a murder charge and I just post his bail (Yeah) Doing donuts in a 'Rari, I'm a major player (Skrrt) Send bags to the hood and to the opps I send some shells (Yeah) Never talk on a phone and never leave a paper trail Super bad bitch with a body like Buffy (Woah) Went to see my jeweler, spent a million like it's nothin' (A million) I got on too much ice, she caught the flu when she fuck me (Uh) Plain jane Richard Mille, I told my jeweler, "Bust it" [Chorus: Young Dolph] Cash out if I want it (For real, though) The money got blood all on it (For real, though) The money got blood all on it, yeah The money got blood all on it (For real, though) Bad bitch with me on it (For real, though) Nigga wanna be me, don't it? But the money got blood all on it Yeah, the money got blood all on it (Hey) My young niggas ready to shoot (Damn) 'Cause they ain't got nothin' to lose (Damn) He said, it's fuck everybody and fuck everything, he got somethin' to prove (Damn) In the trenches pullin' moves (Got 'em) A hundred racks in blues (Franks) In a shoebox, hell nah, them ain't no motherfuckin' shoes (Racks) Applebee's National Irresist-A-Bowls® Featuring the Broccoli Cheddar Mac 'N Cheese Bowl, Irresist-A-Bowls® start at just $8.99! SPONSORED BY APPLEBEE'S NATIONAL Try One Today! Applebee's National Irresist-A-Bowls® SPONSORED BY APPLEBEE'S NATIONAL Try One Today! [Verse 2: Gucci Mane] At the top where it get real lonely Just might put a dub on homie New Phantom with the Forgis on it (Forgis) And the paint got blood all on it (Ah) These niggas ain't eatin', they starvin' (Nah) I can see 'cause they crew gettin' boney These suckers do nothing but clout chase These boys just some one-trick ponies (Pussies) Man, this rap game so damn phony These niggas a bunch of Jabronies (Hoes) Everything you got, they want it That's why I'm still up on it Just told my hitter, he on it Nigga better break fast like Shoney’s And I got my bag like Tony These niggas wanna clone me, don't it? (Huh) I went from ridin' a V12, switched it up and now my motor electric (Switched it up) I stacked up way more millions than haters expected You gotta shoot for your respect, that's how you send a message (Bah, baow) You gotta do what you gotta do to keep family protected (It's Gucci) [Bridge: Key Glock & Gucci Mane] Cash out when I want it, yeah (Huh) These bitches know how I'm comin', yeah These niggas know how I'm comin', yeah (Yeah) The bitches know how I'm comin' (Why they call you Tony?) 'Cause I pop shit by my lonely (Fah) Pocket full of Crip-blue hunnids, yeah Money got blood all on it (Yeah, yeah) [Verse 3: Key Glock] Yeah, I'm the one, not the two (Two), I turn a one to a two (Two) I'm havin' racks, yeah, I got the bag, yeah, I put the bag on you, you I put the bag on you too, inside my Hellcat ragù I'm goin' nuts, I keep me a tool (Yeah), they like this young nigga a loose screw (Loco) Yeah, took the doors off my McLaren, put it on my Urus, ayy (Phew, phew) Don't compare me to no rapper 'cause these niggas weird, ayy They done pissed me off, it's codeine all up in my urine, ayy (Wock', Wock') When it come to shootin' shit, my jumper be the purest [Chorus: Young Dolph & Key Glock] Cash out if I want it (Bitch, for real, though) The money got blood all on it (Yeah, for real, though) The money got blood all on it, yeah (Yeah) The money got blood all on it (For real, though, yeah) Bad bitch with me on it (For real, though) Nigga wanna be me, don't it? (Huh, ha) But the money got blood all on it Yeah, the money got blood all on it (Yeah, yeah, hey) My young niggas ready to shoot (Damn) 'Cause they ain't got nothin' to lose (Damn) He said, it's fuck everybody and fuck everything, he got somethin' to prove (Damn) In the trenches pullin' moves (Got 'em) A hundred racks in blues (Franks) In a shoebox, hell nah, them ain't no motherfuckin' shoes (Racks)
"That dont make no muthafuckin shoes" ????????????????????????????????????????????????? More like "Them aint no mf shoes" Where you getting your lyrics my G?
What do you mean featuring young golf this is young Dolph's song pretty sure it was a big sign in the very beginning of the song when you just hear dolph he doesn't do that s*** for other people furthermore furthermore that's Dolph's song that's f****** weird who needs good friends or who needs enemies when you have friends like that
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The bass on this track is so 🔥 Makes me feel like gucci mane in 2006!
Rest in peace young Dolph 1985-2021
Yesssa RIP Young Dolph !!!!
My young niggaz ready to shoot, because they ain’t got nothing to loose 💯 R.I.P.
@Ily blu is
Man this the motivation I needed to get the ls1 in my 70 malibu, running
This shit hard 🔥🔥 RIP flippa
This shit go crazy 🐬🔥
Who Still Bumping This🔥🔥🔥🙏🙏
Gucci da 🐐
Bout to bump this shit in gta
LL king Dolph 🐬
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Top song
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Lyrics are wrong in several spots
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Uang itu berlumuran darah 🔥
LLD 🐬 til I Die!
Gucci mane signing artists and 1017 bosses, 1017 45,000 tapes,,,
Dolph& 3 6 mafia fan don't get it twisted I'm just saying this is Dolph's song
Is Dolgh saying Go Bama in the background when he saying wanna beat me don't it
Gabbana
Its like Dolph neva died FYTB on god!!!
😎😎😎
YEAH. UH
Dolphhhh was really my guy, real trap neega trap in peace
U got words wrong homey its five states not stage
ASTEROTH
Woww I am the second can I be blessed with a reply?
Are you an BTS Army?
Spray at’em if I wanna The rats got blood all on’em in the courts and on these raps acting phony
Homie, these lyrics are so far off lmao. Here, stop listening and trying to interpret lyrics yourself:
[Intro: Young Dolph]
(Let the BandPlay)
Yeah, yeah, uh, yeah, uh, yeah, uh
Okay, ayy
[Chorus: Young Dolph]
Cash out if I want it (For real, though)
The money got blood all on it (For real, though)
The money got blood all on it, yeah
The money got blood all on it (For real, though)
Bad bitch with me on it (For real, though)
Nigga wanna be me, don't it?
But the money got blood all on it
Yeah, the money got blood all on it (Hey)
My young niggas ready to shoot (Damn)
'Cause they ain't got nothin' to lose (Damn)
He said, it's fuck everybody and fuck everything, he got somethin' to prove (Damn)
In the trenches pullin' moves (Got 'еm)
A hundred racks in blues (Franks)
In a shoebox, hеll nah, them ain't no motherfuckin' shoes (Racks, ayy, what you do, nigga?)Took the motor out a 'Vette put it in a Chevelle (Switch it up)
Do my dirt all by myself 'cause these niggas gon' tell (I swear)
She look like God sent her from Heaven but she fine as hell (Bad)
I'm sendin' strong to five states, man, I just broke my scale (Uh)
Lil' cuz just caught a murder charge and I just post his bail (Yeah)
Doing donuts in a 'Rari, I'm a major player (Skrrt)
Send bags to the hood and to the opps I send some shells (Yeah)
Never talk on a phone and never leave a paper trail
Super bad bitch with a body like Buffy (Woah)
Went to see my jeweler, spent a million like it's nothin' (A million)
I got on too much ice, she caught the flu when she fuck me (Uh)
Plain jane Richard Mille, I told my jeweler, "Bust it"
[Chorus: Young Dolph]
Cash out if I want it (For real, though)
The money got blood all on it (For real, though)
The money got blood all on it, yeah
The money got blood all on it (For real, though)
Bad bitch with me on it (For real, though)
Nigga wanna be me, don't it?
But the money got blood all on it
Yeah, the money got blood all on it (Hey)
My young niggas ready to shoot (Damn)
'Cause they ain't got nothin' to lose (Damn)
He said, it's fuck everybody and fuck everything, he got somethin' to prove (Damn)
In the trenches pullin' moves (Got 'em)
A hundred racks in blues (Franks)
In a shoebox, hell nah, them ain't no motherfuckin' shoes (Racks)
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[Verse 2: Gucci Mane]
At the top where it get real lonely
Just might put a dub on homie
New Phantom with the Forgis on it (Forgis)
And the paint got blood all on it (Ah)
These niggas ain't eatin', they starvin' (Nah)
I can see 'cause they crew gettin' boney
These suckers do nothing but clout chase
These boys just some one-trick ponies (Pussies)
Man, this rap game so damn phony
These niggas a bunch of Jabronies (Hoes)
Everything you got, they want it
That's why I'm still up on it
Just told my hitter, he on it
Nigga better break fast like Shoney’s
And I got my bag like Tony
These niggas wanna clone me, don't it? (Huh)
I went from ridin' a V12, switched it up and now my motor electric (Switched it up)
I stacked up way more millions than haters expected
You gotta shoot for your respect, that's how you send a message (Bah, baow)
You gotta do what you gotta do to keep family protected (It's Gucci)
[Bridge: Key Glock & Gucci Mane]
Cash out when I want it, yeah (Huh)
These bitches know how I'm comin', yeah
These niggas know how I'm comin', yeah (Yeah)
The bitches know how I'm comin' (Why they call you Tony?)
'Cause I pop shit by my lonely (Fah)
Pocket full of Crip-blue hunnids, yeah
Money got blood all on it (Yeah, yeah)
[Verse 3: Key Glock]
Yeah, I'm the one, not the two (Two), I turn a one to a two (Two)
I'm havin' racks, yeah, I got the bag, yeah, I put the bag on you, you
I put the bag on you too, inside my Hellcat ragù
I'm goin' nuts, I keep me a tool (Yeah), they like this young nigga a loose screw (Loco)
Yeah, took the doors off my McLaren, put it on my Urus, ayy (Phew, phew)
Don't compare me to no rapper 'cause these niggas weird, ayy
They done pissed me off, it's codeine all up in my urine, ayy (Wock', Wock')
When it come to shootin' shit, my jumper be the purest
[Chorus: Young Dolph & Key Glock]
Cash out if I want it (Bitch, for real, though)
The money got blood all on it (Yeah, for real, though)
The money got blood all on it, yeah (Yeah)
The money got blood all on it (For real, though, yeah)
Bad bitch with me on it (For real, though)
Nigga wanna be me, don't it? (Huh, ha)
But the money got blood all on it
Yeah, the money got blood all on it (Yeah, yeah, hey)
My young niggas ready to shoot (Damn)
'Cause they ain't got nothin' to lose (Damn)
He said, it's fuck everybody and fuck everything, he got somethin' to prove (Damn)
In the trenches pullin' moves (Got 'em)
A hundred racks in blues (Franks)
In a shoebox, hell nah, them ain't no motherfuckin' shoes (Racks)
"Two, Two, Dos on my mclaren" ???????????????????
More like "Took the doors off my mclaren"
"That dont make no muthafuckin shoes" ?????????????????????????????????????????????????
More like "Them aint no mf shoes"
Where you getting your lyrics my G?
What do you mean featuring young golf this is young Dolph's song pretty sure it was a big sign in the very beginning of the song when you just hear dolph he doesn't do that s*** for other people furthermore furthermore that's Dolph's song that's f****** weird who needs good friends or who needs enemies when you have friends like that