Get Money

Get MOney, Get Money, dats how a nigga eat/
hustle fast, hustle hard, its how its gotta b/
n da office or da block, niggas gotta get it/
hustle socks, hustle rocks, its how niggas live it/

once upon a time, i ran into dis cat/
mike showed me his life, how it fade to blak/

Dat D-boy hustle was da only thing he saw/
hit da curb, flip a bird, nigga's sellin raw/

my mann had role models...dem ones wit da riches/
dey was ridin on blades and a flock a bitches/

wit da shine in his vision, dat life so exsqusite/
da game had him gassed up afta a couple visits/

he was ready 2 prove mann/ dat he was dat dude mann/
da numba 1 hustla, so he got on da move mann/

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poem by Dis Guy.... His name is Clif
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