When I was a boy I seen 'em on the streets,
At the clubs, street-corners, places where they'd meet,
Had new shoes....clothes and watches,
Rolls of hundred dollar bills fillin' up they pockets.
Hunna-hunna bills,
Hunter huntin' bills,
Hunna-hunna bills,
Hunting huntin' bills,
Some folks think drug dealing's a game,
And cutting deals, slingin' merck is how you make a claim.
But it 'ain't-never-been-like-that' from the first day...
Mack-grind, tek nine's about gettin' paid!
Hunna-hunna bills,
Hunter huntin' bills,
Hunna-hunna bills,
Hunting huntin' bills,
Loaded-up and cocked, no fear, no doubt,
On a mack-grind and we headed out,
...out to get some bills, hunna-hunna bills,
Yeah we headed out,
...out to get some bills, hunna-hunna bills,
Yeah we headed out,
Hunna-hunna bills,
Hunter huntin' bills,
Hunna-hunna bills,
Hunting huntin' bills,
Crew, mack-grind and we out the door,
Whip-ride, lead-foot petal to the floor,
Guess what? Your crib is where we go...
And son you know, we ain't knockin' on the door.
Hunna-hunna bills,
Hunter huntin' bills,
Hunna-hunna bills,
Hunting huntin' bills,
Hunna-hunna bills,
*Bangers out to ****
Hunna-hunna bills,
Hunting huntin' bills,
Bangers here to kill...over hundred dollar bills.
Jun 23, 2016
Jun 23, 2016 at 3:52 PM UTC
When I was a boy I seen 'em on the streets,
At the clubs, street-corners, places where they'd meet,
Had new shoes....clothes and watches,
Rolls of hundred dollar bills fillin' up they pockets.
Hunna-hunna bills,
Hunter huntin' bills,
Hunna-hunna bills,
Hunting huntin' bills,
Some folks think drug dealing's a game,
And cutting deals, slingin' merck is how you make a claim.
But it 'ain't-never-been-like-that' from the first day...
Mack-grind, tek nine's about gettin' paid!
Hunna-hunna bills,
Hunter huntin' bills,
Hunna-hunna bills,
Hunting huntin' bills,
Loaded-up and cocked, no fear, no doubt,
On a mack-grind and we headed out,
...out to get some bills, hunna-hunna bills,
Yeah we headed out,
...out to get some bills, hunna-hunna bills,
Yeah we headed out,
Hunna-hunna bills,
Hunter huntin' bills,
Hunna-hunna bills,
Hunting huntin' bills,
Crew, mack-grind and we out the door,
Whip-ride, lead-foot petal to the floor,
Guess what? Your crib is where we go...
And son you know, we ain't knockin' on the door.
Hunna-hunna bills,
Hunter huntin' bills,
Hunna-hunna bills,
Hunting huntin' bills,
Hunna-hunna bills,
*Bangers out to ****
Hunna-hunna bills,
Hunting huntin' bills,
Bangers here to kill...over hundred dollar bills.
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