Joell Ortiz - Put Some Money On It lyrics

Grind Music b**h! [Sheek Louch] Aiyyo Joell, I'm on this son, D-BLOCK! {"Put some money on it"} Yeah, Don Corlito flyin out a Tito The further I get the ground look more mosquito Dutch burnin, other hand big Mojito I don't mean Dorito when I say {"Put some money on it"} Yeah, you ain't really all around all that stuff The coke, the crack, the guns, heard 'bout enough They said, "Yo Donny, you gon' really sign with Puff?" I said I'll live too long as Diddy {"Put some money on it"} What? I'm the L.O.X. Jeter Tattooed up in a white wife-beater Aston Vanquish parked at the meter I forgot to feed her, better go {"Put some money on it"} Yeah, now they all love the Don G I'm on BET more than "Leprechaun 3" They say I'm on fire, it don't hurt when I pee I don't layaway, only y'all {"Put some money on it"} [Joell Ortiz] Yaowa! Whoever, whenever, put some 'fetti on it If your block is hood I'm probably heavy on it Probably popped the hood, of the Chevy on it Did the Mario Andretti on it - ERRRT! {"Put some money on it"} Brooklyn off the hook when Ortiz is there Papi got it locked like peasy hair Black and white TV's, please be clear I'll erase your lil' buzz like Jeezy peers {"Put some money on it"} Fam, I'm the man far as New York goes Old four-five in my new wardrobe Red dot in front like Rudolph's nose Case a hater want his roof un-closed {"Put some money on it"} I'll be by myself, think of somethin sweet I'm Boricua, one lil' whistle I'm a hundred deep Who been holdin n***az down since Pun is sleep? C'mon! C'mon! C'mon! {"Put some money on it"} [Jadakiss] AH-HAH! Never been wack so that ain't one of my issues Get my bread and take care of my pistols Soon as I open a brick you can see the crystals Soon as the piff come in you can {"Put some money on it"} Trust me it's imported, shoot it or snort it Oxy's, {?}, profit is gorgeous Stay off the phone cause the calls are recorded And if you can afford it then you better {"Put some money on it"} Tryin to be a diamond in the game I been one k**in n***az with the flow, H1N1 You can get a buck-fifty quick, a thin one Before rap I had a drug dealer's income {"Put some money on it"} Master Jason God on the rocks with a splash of Satan Stash right here with the ratchet waitin, since you hatin Name the place and the date and {"Put some money on it"} [Styles P] Never trust n***az no further than I can throw 'em Long with the razor and the doctor can't sew 'em Said I as the hardest out, now I gotta show 'em co*ks**er doubted me, I owe 'em {"Put some money on it"} You could be that dude in cement shoes or the next soft n***a on this evening's news Rap beef, street beef, breeze through crews Freeze, handguns, machine guns {"Put some money on it"} I don't even need guns, play me like I'm poppa sh** End up with a hawk in your esophagus Hardest n***a to walk in the metropolis Genocide mixed with apocalypse {"Put some money on it"} k** n***az real easy dawg Ghost in the flesh, f** a Ouija Board Droptop Beamer with the BB's on Gun in your face, and I ain't shootin BB's dawg {"Put some money on it"}