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Song Lyrics
Corner Bodega lyrics
[50 Cent]
Aight, check this shit out
Y all niggaz gon stay in the car
I m a go right over here and see somethin
Gimme ten minutes, If I don t come out, y all come in
The money stays in the car til I say so...
Aiyyo, whattup whattup, man
This is what y all niggaz is workin wit for 22 cents a gram?
Man, when I come up in here treat me like I m fam
I could go Uptown and get this shit for 16 cents a gram
Bottom line is, man, I gotta cop and go
I got a spot and I can t afford to stop the flow
Poppi, what the fuck is the matter wit ya Man?
Standin against the wall with a gun in his hand
I ain t on no funny shit I m on some get this money shit
Every four days in PA I move another brick
According to the DA I sold dope in VA
my crew stay in Queens but my plates say VA
I ll show you where I rest at, it aint hard to find me
Let me buy a brick and get the other on cossimy
(Hey, this life is hard man) I know, don t remind me
If I catch another case I ma kill Guiliani
It ain t even safe to sell a pack at night
Got task ridin round the projects on Mountain Bikes
[Chorus - repeat 2X]
NY ain t the same, it s OT playa
you can go and cop coke from the corner Bodega
hit the highway and take it to a town near you
And get that money man, get that money man
[50 - singing]
Now, if you come to 1-3-4 and I m not around
That means I copped and I went outta town
You motherfuckers know how I get down
About my money man, about my money man
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