Put Some Money On It (Remix) Feat. Sheek Louch, Jada Kiss & Styles P(Explicit)

Put Some Money On It Feat. Sheek Louch, Jada Kiss & Styles P (Remix|Explicit) - Slaughterhouse/Styles P

Grind music b**ch

Aiyyo joell I'm on this son

Put some money on it

Yeah

Don corlito flyin out a tito

The further I get

The ground look more mosquito

Dutch burnin

Other hand big mojito

I don't mean dorito when I say

Put some money on it

Yeah

You ain't really all around all that stuff

The coke the crack the guns

Heard bout enough

They said yo donny

You gon' really sign with puff

I said I'll live too long as diddy

Put some money on it

What I'm the l o x jeter

Tattooed up

In a white wife beater

Aston vanquish

Parked at the meter

I forgot to feed her better go

Put some money on it

Yeah

Now they all love the don g

I'm on bet

More than leprechaun 3

They say I'm on fire

It don't hurt when I pee

I don't layaway

Only y'all put some money on it

Uhh yaowa

Put your guap up hot stuff

You not tough

Let's play a game of

Trouble and when I pop up

It's with the glock tucked

Crotched up in a dropped up

Low like you know how this go

Put some money on it

I'm a product of the corner

Cornered the market

With the product I would offer

Slaughtered the garbage

Slide a condom on your daughter

On the floor in the projects

Homeboy I make more than a promise

Put some money on it

I know the amount of hate

That my worth sparks

But I ain't goin nowhere

Like a birthmark

I pound puppies before

They get to they first bark

Anybody wanna get they first spark

Put some money on it

Hey what's the matter

Cat got your tongue

Your words so feint

They collapsed in your lungs

Put some bass in your voice

Like you snacked on a drum

Watch my fist make a track on your gums

Put some money on it

Never been wack

So that ain't one of my issues

Get my bread

And take care of my pistols

Soon as I open a brick

You can see the crystals

Soon as the piff come in you can

Put some money on it

Trust me it's important

Shoot it or snort it

Oxy's profit is gorgeous

Stay off the phone

Cause the calls are recorded

And if you can afford it

Then you better

Put some money on it

Tryin to be a diamond

In the game I been one

Killin niggaz with the flow h1n1

You can get a buck-fifty quick

A thin one

Before rap I had a **

Dealer's income

Put some money on it

Master jason

God on the rocks

With a splash of satan

Stash right here with the ratchet waitin

Since you hatin

Name the place and the date and

Put some money on it

Never trust niggaz no further

Than I can throw 'em

Long with the razor

And the doctor can't sew 'em

Said I as the hardest out

Now I gotta show 'em

Cocksucker doubted me I owe 'em

Put some money on it

You could be that dude

In cement shoes

Or the next soft ni**a

On this evening's news

Rap beef street beef

Breeze through crews

Freeze handguns

Machine guns

Put some money on it

I don't even need guns

Play me like I'm poppa sh*t

End up with a hawk

In your esophagus

Hardest ni**a to walk

In the metropolis

Genocide mixed with apocalypse

Put some money on it

Kill niggaz real easy dawg

Ghost in the flesh

F**k a ouija board

Droptop beamer with the bb's on

Gun in your face

And I ain't shoot bb's dawg

Put some money on it

Slaughterhouuuuse

Slaughter gon' be

Runnin you over over a century

You ain't one of the l o x

You don't flow nowhere near me

You ain't tip ali shaheed phife

Ni**a you probably

The low end theory

Put some money on it

You still doin shows for fifty seats

Still writin rhymes

Bout lebron that's with the heat

Still writin raps

Bout kat and chippy d

My next freestyle

I'ma blast through wikileaks

Put some money on it

Maserati ridin with that mary on

It's a black and white thang

Call that chick arione

Talkin all that sh*t

You a f**kin fag

I do you like a louis duffle bag

At the airport

Put some money on it

B**ch a carry on

My head growin

Gettin my barry on

Lead throwin

With necessary

While you puttin on a show for them hoes

Gettin your tyler perry on

C'mon

Put some money on it

Uh my mic manners

Is quite mannish

I got these young b**ches

Tongue flippin just like spanish

You gotta feed her just to hit it

That don't count to me

I take her fill her tummy up

I don't mean out to eat

Nickel put some money on it

Floor seats at the knick game

I'm traffickin w**d

I'm at the garden in the apple

Like adam and eve

And my gat'll put your hat on your sleeve

Now you really ahead of your time

I'm out of your league

Put some money on it

See I get dough and cop the benz o

My job credentials is confidential

It's not pretend so

Everything is autobiographical

Weight of the world on my shoulder

The planet on my clavicle

Put some money on it

But it don't matter

Though cause I'ma go get it

Life's a b**ch and

Then you get thrown in it

That's why i get cash money

Like it's no limit

This material sh*t

I'm so wit it get it

Put some money on it

This is for you rap stars feelin y'all clever

I'm the penitentiary's sick ward

Illest bars ever

I ball in the paint hard

It's like I'm acceptin bank cards

The way that i take charge

Put some money on it

Low tints on the cl

Gray coupe

Only out of the cage

When all hell breaks loose

Focus pimpin

All my shooters veered off

The road to redemption

So it's no exemptions

Put some money on it

When joe is mentioned

The flow is pinchin

Got me in a mansion

With a gopher benson

If you said you rap

You better than that

What we'll do is treat your head like a tab

Put some money on it

The outfit is fresh foam is cobwebs

She don't look like a model

Then I probably wouldn't pop her

Dudes is my son

Should be callin me poppa

I won't acknowledge it

Treatin me like a focker

Put some money on it

Hip hop ain't dead

I been puttin the pulse

In from long ago since

I mean back when tracey ullman

Had her own show uhh

Want fire put mouse on it

If I'm a liar go ahead

Put some money on it