Chase a Bag (feat. Dwayne) - HMB DRE

All my haters broke and they mad While I'm laughing to the bank counting cash Do the dash no brakes all gas I know they want to see me crash But I just keep going You gotta kill me to stop me I make it look easy it's really a hobby Got a pretty young freak in my whip getting naughty She got OCD but she giving me sloppy It ain't hard to see that I get to the dollars So it's 30 in the heat I heard they was plotting Rocking thousand dollar jeans but aint shit in your pockets I spent a hundred on these trues but they full of them blue faces Making moves in the loop like shoe laces Cut her off she was way too two faced Got off my ass I was being too patient Now I am addicted to the cash every day I need new paper Chase a bag I ain't chasing no bitch Do the dash on my way to get rich Keep it real I will never switch up Came way too far to give up Ima keep going Won't stop won't quit Until the day I die or get rich Ima keep going Won't stop won't quit Until the day I die or get rich Until the day I die or a get rich Ima chase a bag I ain't chasing no bitch Unless she's chasing a bag too This a song you get money and shake your ass to Ain't no reason to hate when you getting cash too Got to bring out the yellow tape when I passed through Cause I be killing I'll be on the grind until I make hundred million Won't give her no time got Lil Baby in her feelings I apologize but I need a dollar signs They always on my mind Gotta put in overtime Shit At least you know you got a nigga with ambition I don't just talk about it baby I really get it City to city state to state for them racks They see me winning and is making them mad But they don't say nothing or do nothing so fuck it Ima just keep getting money Chase a bag I ain't chasing no bitch Do the dash on my way to get rich Keep it real I will never switch up Came way too far to give up Ima keep going Won't stop won't quit Until the day I die or get rich Ima keep going Won't stop won't quit Until the day I die or get rich Chase a bag chase a bag Yeah the money bag Fiend for it like a drug I'm a money addict So many things I need that I got to have She put her hands on her knees and she throw it back Shake that ass for a real nigga Pop that pussy for a g She do it on the d Got a young nigga going crazy Running through my mind but I still won't chase her Chase a bag I ain't chasing no bitch Do the dash on my way to get rich Keep it real I will never switch up Came way too far to give up Ima keep going Won't stop won't quit Until the day I die or get rich Ima keep going Won't stop won't quit Until the day I die or get rich

I'm not paging this fast outta blue phases don't fly to me You bought a designer but I know you niggas ain't fly to me I'm feeling like Floyd, 50 you know how I'm tryna be Mask on, mask off, these niggas ain't robbing me They killed my dawg and I can't believe it so we had to end up be bait I seen the walls so if I had to keep it we had to run up the stakes I swear my drawers Tommy Hilfiger I had to order the safe And my pocket stay fat pull up in a Maybach Chase tha bag and the Louis V's, I ain't gotta buy Supreme Ask yo shawty is you rolling baby cause I'm bout to buy the bean And i gotta get this package off, uncle gotta buy the peas Can't nobody do it better, Louis V Sweater padded by the jeans Got two thousand and we made it double, my niggas had to invest You ain't got though you give my man Fifty get hollows ripping through your chest We been trappin for couple months I Made a hundred thousand on the roll Greg's bustin at the ball, mains I just make it count and then I fold Got them Christian Louboutins on I Just say that I'm feeling like Jesus And I got a couple cars on the ruse travelling and making them visas Effen A gon chaz vez carter choppin lil season I move my family right outta the hood I'm not paging this fast outta blue phases don't fly to me You bought a designer but I know you niggas ain't fly to me I'm feeling like Floyd, 50 you know how I'm tryna be Mask on, mask off, these niggas ain't robbing me They killed my dawg and I can't believe it so we had to end up be bait I seen the walls so if I had to keep it we had to run up the stakes I swear my drawers Tommy Hilfiger I had to order the safe And my pocket stay fat pull up in a Maybach [?] go with the lean baby drink it out the bottle Why you in your jeans baby I just want a little swallow And she fucking with a nigga cause I Got the Roley cracking in the [?] hoe Keeping on like Rhondo, tryna run it out with Dumbo If that nigga try to talk about it on the Motorola he the Five-O My bitch say she bout to get her face tatted like the farm hoe Came for me in ramadol, now I'm on a boat My uncle Marley tried to run it out the police shot him in the toe Young nigga on the boulevard I was running with the vets Member I had to go get me a tech, now I keep up with tech And you can't be hood rich if you ain't fucking up a check Young niggas ain't hood rich if you ain't fucking up a check I'm not paging this fast outta blue phases don't fly to me You bought a designer but I know you niggas ain't fly to me I'm feeling like Floyd, 50 you know how I'm tryna be Mask on, mask off, these niggas ain't robbing me They killed my dawg and I can't Believe, it so we had to end up be bait I seen the walls so if I had to keep it we had to run up the stakes I swear my drawers Tommy Hilfiger I had to order the safe And my pocket stay fat pull up in a Maybach

Money Row Records Ayayayayayayaaai, ajúa ¿A dónde vas? Pa' la calle mami ¿De nuevo pa' la calle? Tu me conoces ma' Siempre lo mismo contigo... Mamá dame la bendición En el nombre del padre, del hijo, del Espíritu Santo, amén I'm sorry mama pero la calle me llama Y siempre le contesto porque siendo honesto Pal' dinero siempre toooooy Fucking puesto, si la misión es salir del ghetto I'm sorry mama pero la calle me llama Y siempre le contesto porque siendo honesto Pal' dinero siempre toooooy Fucking puesto, si la misión es salir deeel... Quiero la fama, quiero las putas, quiero el dinero Sueno grosero pero al menos soy sincero No como estos raperos Que dicen que la plata no da la felicidad Entonces de to' tus millones dame la mitad Pa' cuando caiga en depresión pagar la terapia Vi'te, cállate no vengas con esa puta labia Y a mi vieja darle to'as las cosas necesarias Mientras prendo un phillie en la Islas de Canarias Prendiendo un gallo del tamaño de una flauta jajaja Pinche Shyno wey, ajúa Hey Shyno ¿Y esa morrilla que le dejó el corazón roto compa? Pues compadre eso es cosa del pasado Que se vaya a la chingada, yo le digo así Hey shorty ya no me llames 'Toy ocupado, tengo otros planes Buscándome la feria mientras digo refranes Contigo perdí pero ahora yo gané Hey shorty ya no me llames 'Toy ocupado, tengo otros planes Buscándome el money mientras suelto refranes Contigo perdí pero ahora yo gané Tu te fuiste de mi vida Y yo no lloro por bandida Ahora sólo pego un call Y llegan 3 enseguida Morena, tequila pa' ahogar las penas Tu recuerdo mi alma envenena Pero tú no vales la pena No no no, no no no Si tú no quieres, quieren siete To'as las libras y el fulete No me gusta la taquilla porque eso compromete Sorry mamá, la calle llama Enamora'o de esa dama Perdi'o entre el vicio y la fama Entre el vicio y la fama Nanana I'm sorry mama pero la calle me llama Y siempre le contesto porque siendo honesto Pal' dinero siempre toooooy Fucking puesto, si la misión es salir del ghetto I'm sorry mama pero la calle me llama Y siempre le contesto porque siendo honesto Pal' dinero siempre toooooy Fucking puesto, si la misión es salir del ghetto S H Y N O Jum, ya tu sabes quien má' Dwayne en la nave espacial