Chinx Drugz - How It Goes lyrics

[Hook:] Money!, cars!, cribs!, hoes! Skeet, skeet, skeet, skeet, brrrrroo! That's how it goes! [Chinx Drugz:] sh**! Look, it's only right I'm styling My youngens hit you up, you'll be leaking by the gallons They crazy if they ain't heard about that riot game With 300 degrees, just call us the fire game Reason you on fire main, (why?) cus your b**h is burning You went in head first, you'll be dead first I'm in that whip just turning, window crack, seat back Like a f**ing clothing store, yeah I keep racks C-c-c-c-couple Homic but we never speak that Run up on a bird brain, and push his beat back Riot music group, yeah they sh** banging Need I say more, y-y-you know the saying [Hook:] Money!, cars!, cribs!, hoes! Skeet, skeet, skeet, skeet, brrrrroo! That's how it goes! [Gutta Millz:] I-I-I-I've been on the go, out through the door, gotta to get them pesos Hada-hada-had a package of the white, gone by the night, [?] say so I'm just a corner boy, Have me spit that corner boy I do it to you and all the rest of them I done did it right here with the best of them So when you hear that, (Paaoow!) you know it's the hardest n***a from harlem If you see any problems, we go to prevolve us and solve em' Don't try and tell your buddy boy, n***as catch that homi boy Got a brand ny timely toy, that love to make noise and startle boys Them females love me man, in the crib they love to be So my gang get money man, you ain't playing with no dummies man We'll it whip til you whiplash, why you think I have a n***a in the sh**bag Over here it ends in one click clack blast, them rida boys come and better move fast [Hook:] Money!, cars!, cribs!, hoes! Skeet, skeet, skeet, skeet, brrrrroo! That's how it goes! [Rico:] I done bought clean cars off dirty money Pitching rocks, different blocks Had them D's searching for me Made headlines, type of money we chasing You facing fed time, we push it to the red line Keeps a clean girl, that likes to talk dirty Know this adress is me, but her walk's dirty She likes them foreign v's, that's how I caught her lurking But play her close, you fall asleep that b**h'll close your curtains I keep them souijas working, the block is up n' running I cook a quarter key, and pa** it to my youngens Them shooters up n' gunning, don't try to test us Chop a head a n***a body from the chest up [Hook:] Money!, cars!, cribs!, hoes! Skeet, skeet, skeet, skeet, brrrrroo! That's how it goes! Money!, cars!, cribs!, hoes! Skeet, skeet, skeet, skeet, brrrrroo! That's how it goes!