Joe Moses - Run Me My Money G-Mix lyrics

[Intro] (I don't wanna have to f** you up smokey! Playin' with my money is like playin' with my emotions...) Call me AV (G-Mix) What up Joe ? What up Bugsy ? [Hook : AV] Let me tell you one thing about me I'm a young n***a fresh up off the CPT The only thing on my mind is getting rich I go hard on a n***a and a b**h Like run me my money, n***a run me my money b**h run me my money, like run me my money n***a run me my money, b**h run me my money [Verse 1 : AV] n***a run my money, for this motherf**in' remix You know I had to do the G-Mix Run my money, for this motherf**in' remix You know I had to do the G-Mix I woke up this morning like I still gotta get it So ever n***a bread like 15 minutes I hate broke n***as, I hate broke b**hes I'm trynna be cool but theses n***as don't listen You was supposed to pay me on the 1st that's the 10th Now word around town is "they ain't seen him ever since" We caught a n***a sleepin', now we wipin' off the prints A n***a better pay me before a n***a pay his rent Run me my money [Verse 2 : OT Genasis] You owe me a check, cut it up! Better have my bread, n***a run it up You won't answer my calls and you outta luck You post some Instagram pic I'mma f** you up I won't playin' when it comes to this sh** n***a Deebo I'm gettin' hit with these bricks n***a All my n***as get money, we don't play So don't fix your lip, no smoochie Promoters, n***as, b**hes All better have my digits (money) On my money right now, I ain't playing games And if send you to the store I want my f**ing change [Hook : AV] [Verse 3 : Joe Moses] b**h run me my dollars before a n***a get pop Leave your a** on the milk carton box b**h run me my cash What I look like, Dash? You think I look like trash ? You gon' run me my money and you gon' run from me You n***as is pussies and we'll f** a woman' My k**ers is ready and they'll start gunnin' All I gotta say is Whoop and they'll start comin' I was raised to murder, murder and k** My A-O-B's are real If Mad Mo is strapped, then Mad Mo will k** So these n***as heard I sign for a mill f** a record label and a deal Squad! [Verse 4 : TeeCee4800] Let me tell you one think about me I'm a tiny locs straight about that S-Y-C I 'm a pimp, I'm a Crip yeah I keep the four fifth Straight tell a b**h run me money no lip Before a b**h get beat up I hit Sanny's, then I eat up Yup, and I ain't got no n***a problems I rock Giuseppe's, cause they ain't make no blue bottoms I'm outside another VL Big-body Benz, yeah, gotta get it detailed Yeah, you at that gas station, car wash With two dummies on, you can get your sh** on lock [Hook : AV] [Verse 5 : Kurupt] You must got it f**ed up, luck couldn't save you Luck didn't give you what I gave you My time worth money, that's what I told that b**h In Vegas with a b**h to s** dick for my money Crafty Give his money to a b**h from outta town, my money That n***a better have my money That b**h better have my money or a couple pounds What the f** you though it was a game, ballin' What the f**, I gotta call out names? Look So I'mma tell you n***as like this Tell that n***a and his b**h [Hook : AV] [Verse 6 : Price] Run me my cash run me my din-no Type of n***a hit the hood up in a limo Drive it like a rental, chuck the pinkie-thumb up out the window I'm thuggin' with N.No Poppin' bean after bean, ain't no pinto On this Spruce sh**, Evilside deuce sh** Screw to your mouth if you yappin' with them loose lips b**h I'm from Rialto, you know where we at tho Where ain't sh** free but I'm screaming "Free Matt" tho [Verse 7 : Oktane] Uhh Let me tell you a couple things about me I'm that dread-head n***a out the f**ing I.E All my n***as g**n and they leave your a** wet I say it like they say it on the set n***a run me my money! Run it like you trynna win a race Before you make one off my n***as catch a case Boy run me my din-no Before I call Esso and N.No to toss your late notice through your window I'll tell you one thang (Where's my money?) [Hook : AV]