where SM有money [explicit]

[INTRO]
Ayo Green... I feel like Im turnin green too!
From Bill ******* b!... to some incredible Hulk *******t!
I dont even know why you give me *******t like this to spit to?
Im sure we speak the same language
******* you ***** **... pay me!
[VERSE 1]
(HAA)
Wait a minute... came to go get it... ranger fitted
Whenever it come to paper.. . better know Im major with it
Make it rain a major blizzard... leather alligator lizard
I Talledega race any challenger name a didgit
Even if on the slightest you take a smidget
or dare touch my revenue I slice you with the razor quit it
Icey till I make it frigid... (BURRRR)...
The laws of physics says its getting cold...
my money taller than a hall of midgets
I get up all up in it
Kickin down the door (Who is it!?)
******* I be the crew of bill collectors... pay the mall a visit
After cleanin bank accounts you questioned if I gave a *******t
if not I tell the truth so you could tell em that the player did it (HEYAAA)
Its ok I say a prayer its the mayor bititch
slayer givin you another layer of the data tritick
Bust rhymes... hittin you with punch lines
Funny how I ******* dimes.. . ******* you know I want mine
Where my ******* money?!
[HOOK]
I aint speakin foreign... you know what Im saying
Better have my bread ******* I aint playin
(*******... where my ******* money?)
Mark every word.. . spoken reddish so your *******
If you think Im jokin?
(muh******... where my ******* money?)
Think I still aint crazy cause I cut my dread
And if you short my cake Im off side of your head
(******* where my ******* money?)
[VERSE 2]
(OHHHH)
Critical its pitifull Im cynical
How I deliver lyricals and take these other *******s paper
Topsy-tervy contraversy Im so thirsty go no mercy
For some of these *******... I collect my money now and later
Keep it movin with the clique... while making ******* hit the strip
Cake up everyday I wake I RATE the way my money flip
I want its mine... borderline... call it crime... all the *******ne Im takin it
Aint no mistakin it ******* whats yours is mine
No need to second guess it check Im the gloss and grind
the gritty and the floss, the profit and the loss all intertwined
Because I profit from your losses
You dont want it... you should get it
In the hood with you money... I extended my line of credit
The medic... doctor ryhmes that put you on a dihharettic shrinkin up a ******* pockets
Simple *******z style pathetic
Bust rhymes... hittin you with punch lines
Funny how I ******* dimes... ******* you know I want mine
Where my ******* money?!
[HOOK]
I aint speakin foreign... you know what Im saying
Better have my bread ******* I aint playin
(*******... where my ******* money ?)
Mark every word... spoken reddish so your *******
If you think Im jokin?
(Muh******... where my *** **** money?)
Think I still aint crazy cause I cut my dread
And if you short my cake Im off side of your head
(******* where my ******* money?)