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[talking] Yea , 2004, BraveHeart, uh huh [Chorus] First a studio, then a video, then we do a show Count my cash flow Then I fuck a hoe, roll up a smoke, jump in the range rove Brand new clothes, I got all the hoes, on tha east coast To tha west coast, yall know how we go First a studio, then a video, then we do a show Count my cash flow [Verse 1] I say we got them big guns dat tear yo ass up How we do thangs, you'll get yo' ass gut Styrofoam in yo' casket, you lying in tha dust Yo' pistol packin years wasn't nuttin, see how we hit 'em To tha body, and the streets so strong Telling my bitches and my niggas hold on I know I'm getting high, I fuck a bitch she cry She hold me so tight never want me to be gone Now I'm wrong, this Gee Wiz ? Now you it's him it's me I'm flossin wit my other half Jungle yall see So when we step up we waste no time We flut up ya fans, and take 'em, they mine I throw a nigga, stomp a nigga BraveHeart style No set can come close to us, fool, they clowns The Battle of my ? it go round and round I turn a stupid ass smile upside down [Chorus] First a studio, then a video, then we do a show Count my cash flow Then I fuck a hoe, roll up a smoke, jump in the range rove Brand new clothes, I got all the hoes, on tha east coast To tha west coast, yall know how we go First a studio, then a video, then we do a show Count my cash flow [Verse 2] Yo' you popin off wit them BraveHearts Gettin' money son it's all about dat paper Yea, them bitches want me on top of them They see them diamonds, they always sparklin I be I'll legal wit dat desert eagle I hit you all up in yo head in front of yo people Nigga, I empty out on yo bitch ass You'll be dead so fast shit push back Cause life aint shit but bitches end millions Good investments like acres and buildings Lil Shortys in tha hood raisin them children Baby dad locked up or somebody killed 'em Fa real yo, it's crazy yo', drama all day yo My niggas in prison wanna hear me on tha radio Cause where I'm from yo, life aint a game yo Jungle's my name yo, blow wit a fo' fo' [Chorus] First a studio, then a video, then we do a show Count my cash flow Then I fuck a hoe, roll up a smoke, jump in the range rove Brand new clothes, I got all the hoes, on tha east coast To tha west coast, yall know how we go First a studio, then a video, then we do a show Count my cash flow [Verse 3] Yo' the cash must be made Organized crime, cook up a kilo break it down To dimes, spread it out in packages ? and ? Fuck them handcuffs the cops can't touch us A fourty-five, they got accurate aim If you aint in my game take a bullet to tha brain Shit, nobody cares, life aint fair I feel like I was born in an electric chair Yo' wheres tha jungle, gon' be here for years Just a stopper through the game like the numba man In the hood, ? you got ? BraveHeart slam Step up on tha side my man you don't undastand I'm from tha QB side of things, things is things but You know my niggas,yo they let them things ring And we right, straight right through yall niggas Snatchin dat paper, & you know we snatch a couple bitches right [Chorus] First a studio, then a video, then we do a show Count my cash flow Then I fuck a hoe, roll up a smoke, jump in the range rove Brand new clothes, I got all the hoes, on tha east coast To tha west coast, yall know how we go First a studio, then a video, then we do a show Count my cash flow
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