RetcH — Cheap Work

Fast Money Fuck Ya Bitch Gang, nahm sayin? RIP my nigga Yams, Finesse The World man Making the World work for you You not working for the World, you know? Get with it or get ran over by it [Verse 1] Tryna stay clear of these weirdo niggas You bleed too, I don’t fear no niggas Jack ring off of work, it’s like I don't rap Sold packs, way back when niggas was getting their coats snatched Right on the stairs, third floor, but I live on the fifth Had the coke bags for the twenty and I was selling piff Had this one connect, we used to link in J Hood 'Til he started shorting me grams, you know that ain’t good Called 'em up like, "yo I need what I need" Linked up, put the shotty to his cheek Nigga give it up (Give it the fuck up nigga, we need everything) Fuck you thought this was? (I want the shoes too nigga, I want the shoes too) Stupid nigga, uh [Verse 2] On the block like I ain't just did two tours You want it cheap, got some shit for the 2-4 I copped 4 then my plug throw me 2 more Might hit the dealer then pull up in that 'ooh Lord' You like downers, we got options you could choose Settle for the percs, some xannies and some blues My lil nigga Dustin did it in a weekend Discuss your life over tea at a meeting Should he go or should he fucking go Slide on the crib, knock knock, you wasn't at the door Kick it down and do whoever in the fucking house Run the pockets of the bodies then we fucking bounce Then pop a bottle, it's a celebration Nigga call up Morimoto, place a reservation Nigga your life got no value Have 'em do you for like 50 percs and like 10 valiums