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The Union - Quiet Money lyrics
featuring Da 5 Footaz
 We organizin (mm-hmm) uhh 
 Yeah strategizin (mm-hmm) 
 UHH, c'mon 
 Five o'clock in the mornin? Where y'all gon' be 
 Where ya gon' be (hahahah) 
 In the studio (bustin the style) with Da 5 Footaz 
 And me, Neb Lo (Neb Lo) 
 Hit ya like this y'all, whattup Nino? 
 From A-T-L to L.A. we put it down 
 [Neb Lo] 
 Electrify like Edison, in demand like medicine 
 I'm good for ya, represent the hood for ya 
 Acrobatic, flip on ya, burst sporadic 
 Over the track, yea yea, I'ma let you have it 
 Over here, the view is crystal clear 
 Swimmin like some ??, quick to hit you from the rear 
 with pure energy, Neb, A-D-S and K. Born 
 form a trinity, like a hot shack, heatwave 
 Blaze misbehave like I ain't got shit 
 I'm goin all out baby when I drop shit 
 ?? chipper, but who ain't? All in the paint 
 I'm actin wild and my profile stop this ya can't 
 I'm Def you SoSo playin mafioso 
 I bring it live in the flesh move your torso 
 For the Henny sipper, what we do? Leave them bitches bent up 
 Cause they jealous, yeah we catchin all the fellas 
 From sun-up, to sundown I'm in hot pursuit The Union - Quiet Money - http://motolyrics.com/the-union/quiet-money-lyrics.html
 I keep, Organizin Rhymes so gimme the loot 
 Ahhh, Neb Love style baby 
 That's how we do it y'all, that's how we do it baby 
 [K. Born] 
 I'm K. Born no amateur, yes I'm a vet 
 You probably ain't heard of me yet cause we ain't met 
 but I'll bet, when I test the fire I signify 
 Leave fools crucified, just say my line, yeah 
 Jesus, lay your hands on me 
 Never let me fall into the hands of the enemy 
 Don't release me please, hear what I say 
 Send your angels at the right time and let me slip away 
 from these demons, keepin me from slippin 
 But I ain't tweakin, cause I'ma keep on sneakin and defeatin 
 Get back when I attack, with a supreme weapon 
 Your competition can't compete, so get to steppin 
 I'm representin to the endin in this rap session 
 so may God be with you until we meet again 
 I lift my hands to the sky and he rain blessings 
 confessions, ye yeah, ye yeah yeah yeah 
 Can I, can I, get a witness? Yeah 
 Neb Lo, Nino, ADS, K. Born 
 better known as Kim Savage 
 Yeah, West Coast 
 West Coast, bay-bee! 
 You better pray now, bay..-bay!









