BUSHWICK BILL "DOLLARS AND SENSE" Lyrics

Bushwick Bill Dollars And Sense Lyrics:

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Do you have any idea who you're talkin' to?

The name of the game is gettin' paid, gettin' paid is the name
But there's some niggas out there doin' some fucked up things
You shot another nigga for nothin'
If I'ma shoot a muthafucka, I'ma shoot his ass for somethin'

Asked him, did he have some money, he said no
He said the reason he shot him 'cause he was a straight up hoe
The nigga stepped to you and you wasn't goin' for it
So you killed him and got shit to show for it

Before you was a broke muthafucka, check it
But now you's a broke muthafucka with a murder record
Did a killin' just to prove you was a down nigga
But any nigga can pull the muthafuckin' trigger

If you wanted to prove you can go
You shoulda put the muthafuckin' gun away and went toe to toe
But you's a hoe, you couldn't go, so you shot first
Send another nigga ridin' away in a hearse

And the judge gave you life on your first offense
But if it don't make dollars, man, then it don't make sense

I'm standin' on the corner, tryin' to feel my money clip
Hopin' that one of these geekers don't start to trip
From down the street comes Baby G
The muthafucka always wants somethin' for free

The nigga asked me to see a dime
Dig it, I had the feelin' I was gonna get jacked all the time
He snatched my dimes and tried to make the block
I squeezed my trigger and let off six or seven shots

Been knowin' G ever since he was a little baby
He started smokin' and the muthafucka went crazy
Man, I hate it had to end that way
But fuckin' with my money, G, you know I don't play

Why can't you fools just take a hint?
'Cause if it don't make dollars, man, it just don't make sense

He wants to be a big man, got everybody thinkin' he's in control
Out there frontin' just to impress them hoes
Talkin' like he got it goin' on so much
Not knowin' he was settin' himself up

Claimin' he's the biggest on the block
Say he's movin' ki's when he's really sellin' rocks
Big talk from a small time sucker
Got everybody watchin' him, includin' them undercovers

Got them white folks thinkin' he's a Kingpin
And they wanna send his ass to the federal pen
All that talk got his ass thrown smooth in jail
Now, he's tryin' to tell the truth, about how much he sells

But them white folks ain't even listenin', gee
To them you're just one more nigger off the street
They gave him cases, he ain't have nothin' to do with
And now he realize his frontin' don't pay shit

Now, all he can do is reminisce
'Cause if it don't make dollars, fool, it just don't make sense

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