The Clipse - Got Caught Dealin lyrics

[Chorus] I got caught dealin, at the age of one-five Had all my b**hes stealin, just tryin to survive And it was business as usual if one of mine had to die Cause f** dat yo, I gotta make sho my dough multiply Crimes I commit heinous, y'all n***as is brainless You tied up at gun point, flinch make you famous Blow make me live aimless, my gun stainless Aim for your temple, hope you die painless Illest sh** we wore those, marked money we tore those My whole team channelin coke through urban portholes You livin like meer immortals, your block's foreclosed We forty deep on in the street, and f**in your hoes Seen your man club bathroom soft stuff heron Come out, loud talkin and sh**, claimin he Don Hope he know when he step outside baby it's on Watch my guns illuminate the sky like Vietnam My confidence shared by all conglomerates Everyone in my circle is dominant We live prominent, your world we bombin it Stuck in the pen? WALK the sh** in Come on and co*k it [Chorus] Eight-fifty navy blue, k** like a Laker do Twenty inch chrome sh**, who must I say to you Watch what your lady do We stoned the f** out Not just your car n***a, chrome ya truck out Calico plastic, twin to match it Ice white like some Star Wars space gun Though, that ain't how they come my friend make 'em sleek wit 'em like a L.A. n***a, love is day tons They talk sh** you n***a where it hits the procedure I got rats dim as the site fool quick to switch cheetah Actually they want the cheeba I'm the owner and leader Yo my clip's my b**h, I own her and beat her Huh, sh**, dick missile tomahawk One thing I love is s** discussions and armor talk Who got all the CEOs disputin? And my clipse n***as fussin and shootin? Yo, it's that same n***a [Hook] It was.. make money money take money money what? Make money money take money money what? Make money money take money money what? Make money money take money money money You ain't never seen it like this Ices this priceless, pullin heist-es One wrong move, they lifeless Thug sh**, bullets and clips and pwice this Where I come from n***as shoot guns and dices What the price is, scratch that we don't ask that We blast that gat in yo mouth, where the cash at? That's how I roll d** get sold but never hold sh** Malice face two-five to life, but never told sh** It's like that, love for my clique, go ahead and light that When shorty left with no ends, y'all been never bite that Day in the life, ain't nothin nice how I hit 'em up Hands high get 'em up, cash tried lit 'em up Regret that? Countin my stack I had to wet that Hog tied, telephone cords, speak to the lord And while the cops untyin you, my whole team eyin you Cause even if you talk in your sleep my heat fryin you [Chorus] I was thankin thankin make money money take money money what? Make money money take money money what? Make money money take money money what? Make money money take money money money Make money money take money money what? Make money money take money money what? Make money money take money money what? Make money money take money money money [Chorus x2]