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Drake - Money In The Grave

Текст песни: [Intro: Drake] Yeah, okay Lil' CC on the beat, mmm Yeah, yeah [Verse 1: Drake] I mean, where the fuck should I really even start? I got hoes that I'm keepin' in the dark I got my n**gas 'cross the street livin' large Thinkin' back to the fact that they dead Thought my raps wasn't facts 'til they sat with the bars I got two phones, one need a charge Yeah, they twins, I could tell they ass apart I got big packs comin' on the way I got big stacks comin' out the safe I got Lil Max with me, he the wave It's a big gap between us in the game In the next life, I'm tryna stay paid When I die, put my money in the grave [Chorus: Drake] When I die, put my money in the grave I really gotta put a couple n**gas in they place Really just lapped every n**ga in the race I really might tat "Realest N**ga" on my face Lil CC let it slap with the bass I used to save hoes with a mask and a cape Now I'm like, "Nah, love, I'm good, go away" Ain't about to die with no money, I done gave it [Verse 2: Drake] I was on top when that shit meant a lot Still on top like I'm scared of the drop Still on top and these n**gas wanna swap N**gas wanna swap like it's Slauson or Watts I don't wanna change 'cause I'm good where I'm at Mob ties, so I'm always good where I'm at Word to Junior, Jazzy, Baby J Tell 'em when I die, put my money in the grave [Verse 3: Rick Ross] Couple figures, killers call and collect (Collect) She fuck a n**ga, then she on to the next (Next) Really livin' large, she in awe with a mack When you n**gas thinkin' small in the mall with a rat (Rat) Roll with us if you really wanna get it (Get it) Go get a half a million in the Sprinter (Sprinter) Phone ringin', bitches know a big tipper (Tipper) I got the hookup and there's really no limit (Limit) Dead broke is in you n**ga DNA (DNA) Rickey Smiley's in Decatur with the yé Lil' n**ga, just another state case Bury my motherfuckin' Chase Bank, time to bounce (Bounce) Gotta count on my allowance (Gotta count on my allowance) You n**gas snitches so I gotta reroute it (So I gotta reroute it) A n**ga drippin' like I got a zillion dollars Got the trap jumpin' like Zion when I rebound it Then I'm out (Then I'm out) And I'll never talk about it (About it) The homies quiet, but we all smoke the loudest (Loudest) Rich n**gas and I'm really bein' modest 'Cause the way I do my deals, never treated like a artist Want the house (House) You could DM my accountant My per diem six figures and I'm countin' Nine figures was the goal 'til I hit it These n**gas ain't livin', so bury mine with me Ross got it (Maybach Music) [Chorus: Drake] When I die, put my money in the grave I really gotta put a couple n**gas in they place Really just lapped every n**ga in the race I really might tat "Realest N**ga" on my face Lil CC let it slap with the bass I used to save hoes with a mask and a cape Now I'm like, "Nah, love, I'm good, go away" Ain't about to die with no money, I done gave it

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Drake – <p>Aubrey Drake Graham (born October 24, 1986, Toronto), better known under the pseudonym Drake, is a Canadian rapper and actor.<br /><br /> Aubrey &quot;Drake&quot; Graham was born on October 24, 1986 in Toronto, Ontario, the son of Denis Graham, a drummer who worked with Jerry Lee Lewis, he is the nephew of musician Larry Graham. Graham&#39;s father is a black American from Memphis, Tennessee, and Graham&#39;s mother, an educator, lives in Canada. His parents divorced when he was five, and he was raised by his mother in the affluent suburb of Toronto, where he attended elementary school as well as high school and college, which he never graduated from. He also spent many years with his father in Memphis.<br /><br /></p> – Драке
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[Intro: Drake]
Yeah, okay
Lil' CC on the beat, mmm
Yeah, yeah

[Verse 1: Drake]
I mean, where the fuck should I really even start?
I got hoes that I'm keepin' in the dark
I got my n**gas 'cross the street livin' large
Thinkin' back to the fact that they dead
Thought my raps wasn't facts 'til they sat with the bars
I got two phones, one need a charge
Yeah, they twins, I could tell they ass apart
I got big packs comin' on the way
I got big stacks comin' out the safe
I got Lil Max with me, he the wave
It's a big gap between us in the game
In the next life, I'm tryna stay paid
When I die, put my money in the grave

[Chorus: Drake]
When I die, put my money in the grave
I really gotta put a couple n**gas in they place
Really just lapped every n**ga in the race
I really might tat "Realest N**ga" on my face
Lil CC let it slap with the bass
I used to save hoes with a mask and a cape
Now I'm like, "Nah, love, I'm good, go away"
Ain't about to die with no money, I done gave it

[Verse 2: Drake]
I was on top when that shit meant a lot
Still on top like I'm scared of the drop
Still on top and these n**gas wanna swap
N**gas wanna swap like it's Slauson or Watts
I don't wanna change 'cause I'm good where I'm at
Mob ties, so I'm always good where I'm at
Word to Junior, Jazzy, Baby J
Tell 'em when I die, put my money in the grave

[Verse 3: Rick Ross]
Couple figures, killers call and collect (Collect)
She fuck a n**ga, then she on to the next (Next)
Really livin' large, she in awe with a mack
When you n**gas thinkin' small in the mall with a rat (Rat)
Roll with us if you really wanna get it (Get it)
Go get a half a million in the Sprinter (Sprinter)
Phone ringin', bitches know a big tipper (Tipper)
I got the hookup and there's really no limit (Limit)
Dead broke is in you n**ga DNA (DNA)
Rickey Smiley's in Decatur with the yé
Lil' n**ga, just another state case
Bury my motherfuckin' Chase Bank, time to bounce (Bounce)
Gotta count on my allowance (Gotta count on my allowance)
You n**gas snitches so I gotta reroute it (So I gotta reroute it)
A n**ga drippin' like I got a zillion dollars
Got the trap jumpin' like Zion when I rebound it
Then I'm out (Then I'm out)
And I'll never talk about it (About it)
The homies quiet, but we all smoke the loudest (Loudest)
Rich n**gas and I'm really bein' modest
'Cause the way I do my deals, never treated like a artist
Want the house (House)
You could DM my accountant
My per diem six figures and I'm countin'
Nine figures was the goal 'til I hit it
These n**gas ain't livin', so bury mine with me
Ross got it (Maybach Music)

[Chorus: Drake]
When I die, put my money in the grave
I really gotta put a couple n**gas in they place
Really just lapped every n**ga in the race
I really might tat "Realest N**ga" on my face
Lil CC let it slap with the bass
I used to save hoes with a mask and a cape
Now I'm like, "Nah, love, I'm good, go away"
Ain't about to die with no money, I done gave it













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