Rich Gang - Paint Tha Town текст песни

feat. Game, Birdman and Lil Wayne

Red everything, red Bentley
Chop a nigga down and tell his momma red send me
Rack in my pocket, what color is that motherfucker?
Same color as your insides, motherfucker
You know we bang money, bang, bang, bang money
Holla at you Soo Woo, that's the new slang, dummy
And when we hit the club we come in with them trash bags
For the money, motherfucker, Wall Street cash

Red jet, hopping with my red flag
Pretty red bitch, with my teeth tat'
Holla respect, the stunting in my digery-dash
Stay fly out the paw, Young Money cash
We bang money, bang, bang, bang money
Cash Money, Young Money, bitch, we flip cash
Blood line on my bloods, see, we see and smash
Tony guns, AKs, nigga spit and dash
High life, Carbine with a extra mag
Hit the curve, bad bitch, nigga dig and dash
My life has never been the same since the cash
My life ain't been the same since I bust this ass
Teardrop gangster, high life gangster
Cash Money, Young Money, bitch ,we the gangsters
You find me on the choppa with my choppa 9's choppers
You can roof bitch, ready chop 'em
We laugh into the bank, bitch
High life, more money in the bank, bitch
You know we do it 24, shit
More hoes out the paw when we blow, bitch

Red everything, red Bentley
Chop a nigga down and tell his momma red send me
Rack in my pocket, what color is that motherfucker?
Same color as your insides, motherfucker
You know we bang money, bang, bang, bang money
Holla at you Soo Woo, that's the new slang, dummy
And when we hit the club we come in with them trash bags
For the money, motherfucker, Wall Street cash

Run up on this Bentley wish a motherfucker would
I leave your ass in Louisiana off in the woods
Choppa sinister city, bad boy since the Diddy
And my Phantom like a strip club, ass and titties
I fuck rats, top models and regular hoes
Take a ball player picture, mess in my regular clothes
And you could have her back, I don't sweat hoes
I put that on my hood like the crown on the Cadillac

Teardrop gangster, only got one
But if I counted all the bodies they drip to my Louis Vuitton
All red Yeezy's, yeah, the flame edition
They say I'm out of my mind like I got a cocaine addiction
'Cause when I was young I had young money
Niggas try to stress me out so I tatted it on my tummy
Never been a Skylar, far from a dummy
But you disrespect my clip I let the chopper red rumming
Yeah, and we bang money, bang, bang, bang money
50 round drum a nigga try to take this chain from me
You was gonna kill me I'd already be dead
Don't make me come to your hood and paint that motherfucker red

Red everything, red Bentley
Chop a nigga down and tell his momma red send me
Rack in my pocket, what color is that motherfucker?
Same color as your insides, motherfucker
You know we bang money, bang, bang, bang money
Holla at you Soo Woo, that's the new slang, dummy
And when we hit the club we come in with them trash bags
For the money, motherfucker, Wall Street cash

Cincinnati red's hat, tilt that bitch to the right
You know how them bullets travel, motherfucker book a flight
Choppa made them niggas dance, motherfucking boogie nights
All of you suckers pussy, none of you pussies tight
I rep that red flag, that's right that red flag
I still got blood money, I'm counting red cash
I'm in my skinny jeans, with my red Vans
I'm with a bad bitch, with a red ass
Talk crazy, nigga, highway to heaven
Automatic start, automatic weapon
Momma need a dress, you gonna need a reference
I let Marley shoot 'em 'cause I'm an convicted felon
Sharp shooter nigga, yeah, shot's perfect
You ever gurgled blood, bubble up and burp it
I'm in that new coupe, ball head, nigga
I'm Piru, all red, nigga

Yeah, black wall Cash Money paint the town red
Yeah, we paint the town red
I tell 'em motherfucking
Black wall Cash Money paint the town red
Yeah, we paint the town red
Tell 'em holla at me
Hit your town in these whips
Sun shining
Yeah, like new money, one hundred