ON DEM BEANS lyrics

[Intro]
Jugg2k shi-
Yeah
Real sh*t like that
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Hello
Underworld Records strictly for the unda
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Yeah, yeah
Yeah, big money, savage sh*t
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Get to the bread

[Chorus]
Get to the bread, get to the dough
Hold up, n*gga, don't trust that hoe
f*ck with me, you dead on the floor
And my dog gon' stay on go
Carol City, three to the four
Why you acting like a hoe?
If you want to be cut-throat
Then them bullet gon hit you, yo
Get to the bread, get to the dough
Hold up, n*gga, don't trust that hoe
f*ck with me, you dead on the floor
And my dog gon' stay on go
Carol City, three to the four
Why you acting like a hoе?
If you want to be cut-throat
Then them bullеt gon hit you, yo
Get to the bread, get to the dough
Hold up, n*gga, don't trust that hoe
f*ck with me, you dead on the floor
And my dog gon' stay on go
Carol City, three to the four
Why you acting like a hoe?
If you want to be cut-throat
Then them bullet gon hit you, yo
[Verse]
A n*gga sticking on the bean
Her ass fat in them jeans
You talking sh*t, pip squeak
I got that hoe on her knees
That block hot like the grease
They kill your ass 'bout the cheese
That choppa smoke you like weed
sh*t, you is not on my steeze
Jit, don't play with me
I'm not the one you want to try
If you lying, then you die
You going to get the homicide
All my dogs gon' slide
All these f*ck n*ggas pie
When Jitt died, I ain't cry
Cause that boy ain't never lie
I ain't chasin' no hoe
Cause you already know these hoes on go
I'mma f*ck her throat
Can't f*ck with no pus*y-ass hoe that's broke
My b*tch got bread
And when she shot dead, she be talking to her land
Can't f*ck with the feds
And if it rain, going to end up dead
That's who I be
And when you ride that SGP
Don't diss at me
Cause if you do, then you ain't going to be
I don't need no team
I just need to go and get that bean
So when I up it, I'mma to paint you like the skin
[Chorus]
Get to the bread, get to the dough
Hold up, n*gga, don't trust that hoe
f*ck with me, you dead on the floor
And my dog gon' stay on go
Carol City, three to the four
Why you acting like a hoe?
If you want to be cut-throat
Then them bullet gon hit you, yo
Get to the bread, get to the dough
Hold up, n*gga, don't trust that hoe
f*ck with me, you dead on the floor
And my dog gon' stay on go
Carol City, three to the four
Why you acting like a hoe?
If you want to be cut-throat
Then them bullet gon hit you, yo
Get to the bread, get to the dough
Hold up, n*gga, don't trust that hoe
f*ck with me, you dead on the floor
And my dog gon' stay on go
Carol City, three to the four
Why you acting like a hoe?
If you want to be cut-throat
Then them bullet gon hit you, yo
[Outro]
Y'all n*ggas already know what it is
Long live the boy