40 Sum Reasons (Remix)
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(J Money, you a beast)
(Ayy, 40 some reason)
(Ayy, 40 some reason, hit the block, left a fuck nigga bleedin')
(That's what you get for doin' all of that talkin', Southboy)
(I look at your partner, hey)
Ayy, I kick the door down
Run down the shop with the chop, flip the clip
Then I let off some more rounds (grrt)
You gotta know, boy, we deep like the Zoe Pound (ayy, ayy)
Young nigga slidin', made the big homie so proud
All on the net, but in person, make no sound (no)
Throw back a Perc' with no drank, hope it go down
Tried to push up on the block, sent a shot through his car
Gotta know we make lil' niggas slow down (grrt)
Just bought the Gucci umbrella, bitch, I'm a big stepper
You'll never know when it's gon' pour down
I got the gang, so let's have a showdown
Wheels on the bus, now we go 'round and go 'round
Big 40 Boy ENT, put your ass on a tee if you thinkin' 'bout touchin' this bustdown
Sound like a door how I'm knockin' your ho down (ayy, ayy)
Feelin' like Joc on the block, it can go down
Ayy, 40 some reason (grrt), hit the block, left a fuck nigga bleedin'
That's what you get for doin' all of that talkin' (no cap)
Now, look at your partner, that nigga not breathin'
Run that boy down with the chop, left him screamin' (grrt)
Lil Munchie on go, that's a demon
Your homie died and you ain't tryna slide
Don't cop that boy shirt, go to church like a deacon, ayy
Niggas be bitch, niggas be gay, they hoes, ask me how I know
Chest shot, face shot, take off his nose
His name in the paperwork, nigga, he told
Come back to the block, boy, you bold, get hit with a pole (ayy, ayy)
Bow on the back of the stick and it's gold (huh?)
Hit that boy, make him fold
Had to get that boy gone, it's the life that he chose
Hey, streets ain't for everybody
Young as fuck when I first seen a dead body
In a widebody 'Cat with a Drac' on me, in the front seat, bumpin' that old Gotti
YG Woo in the cut with the twelve shotties (grrt)
Zack and Kody, we turnt that hotel lobby (gang)
Wonder how we ain't kicked out that Bink
And my young nigga turned it (ayy, nigga) he fuckin' the bellhopper
Ayy, I'm on top of this shit, ain't no knockin' this shit
No nigga gon' do what I do (gon' do what I do)
Handle that business, a killer or witness
Which one you gon' be? Make your mind up and choose (make your mind up and choose)
Ridin' in a big body, killers on trail
Double-hundred-some rounds when we pull up and shoot (when we pull up and shoot)
Nah, I ain't actin', lil' nigga, no cappin', lil' nigga
It's proof how I make a nigga poof (bah)
Money keep comin', but the problems do too
I'ma stand on ten like a man 'til it's over ('til it's over)
No, I won't go like a bitch, never been to the army
But mama done raised her a soldier (she done raised a soldier)
Nigga get caught and we fuckin' him over (over)
Toaster, runnin' him down and we roast him (roast him)
Fuck 'round, put your bitch ass on a poster (on a poster)
Fuck 'round, leave a bitch nigga slumped over (slumped over)
Walked out the trap with a knot on me, hmm (with a knot)
Walked out the trap with a chop on me (with a chop on me)
Heard an opp got dropped, who clapped homie? (Who clapped homie?)
Heard the killer pushed up, put the pap' on him (put the pap' on him)
Heard a nigga hit the cell, get him touched
Put a hundred, hundred bonds on a nigga, threw the flap on him (ah)
I was broke, nigga, I ain't throw a pack on me (pack on me)
Now I'm up, these niggas wanna ask for me (fuck 'em, bitch)
We on some other shit
I ain't changed with the money, it just made me confident
Police took one, then we got us another stick
And another stick, Glock 22 with the Army tech
Fifty round drum hangin' off of the blick like an ornament
Bustin' the clip 'til it's over with (grrt)
Niggas be talkin' the pillars, they be on some bogus shit (ayy)
Big 40 Boyz on some global shit
Ayy, niggas be pocket watchin', got the .38 special, the pocket rocket
Play with sticks in this bitch like the Mariachis
Got some demons on me, Jesus, get 'em off me
Nigga play, we gon' flex like the paparazzi (ayy)
Got a Glock that's too hot, it bend with Scottie
I'm livin' life like a trampoline
What you mean? Jump stupid, I catch a body
Ayy, pop out when it's necessary
Got a blick from an oldhead, this bitch legendary
Move around if you bein' scary
'Cause I'm faded like Durk and my young nigga Jason Terry
Shoot a movie like Tyler Perry
If a nigga get jammed, he gon' sing like Mariah Carey
I can't really fuck with niggas, you wanna know why? 'Cause trustin' them get you buried
Hardest shit that I ever wrote
Put a nigga in action and watch how a nigga choke
Hit the dope, make a nigga float
Pour a deuce in that drank and my body gon' lose control
Money buff got a nigga swole
I was hustlin' backwards, that shit left a nigga broke
Now a nigga know how to hustle
I'll never, ever, ever do that no more, ayy
(40 some reason, hit the block, left a fuck nigga bleedin')
(That's what you get for doin' all of that talkin')
(Ayy, 40 some reason)
(Ayy, 40 some reason, hit the block, left a fuck nigga bleedin')
(That's what you get for doin' all of that talkin', Southboy)
(I look at your partner, hey)
Ayy, I kick the door down
Run down the shop with the chop, flip the clip
Then I let off some more rounds (grrt)
You gotta know, boy, we deep like the Zoe Pound (ayy, ayy)
Young nigga slidin', made the big homie so proud
All on the net, but in person, make no sound (no)
Throw back a Perc' with no drank, hope it go down
Tried to push up on the block, sent a shot through his car
Gotta know we make lil' niggas slow down (grrt)
Just bought the Gucci umbrella, bitch, I'm a big stepper
You'll never know when it's gon' pour down
I got the gang, so let's have a showdown
Wheels on the bus, now we go 'round and go 'round
Big 40 Boy ENT, put your ass on a tee if you thinkin' 'bout touchin' this bustdown
Sound like a door how I'm knockin' your ho down (ayy, ayy)
Feelin' like Joc on the block, it can go down
Ayy, 40 some reason (grrt), hit the block, left a fuck nigga bleedin'
That's what you get for doin' all of that talkin' (no cap)
Now, look at your partner, that nigga not breathin'
Run that boy down with the chop, left him screamin' (grrt)
Lil Munchie on go, that's a demon
Your homie died and you ain't tryna slide
Don't cop that boy shirt, go to church like a deacon, ayy
Niggas be bitch, niggas be gay, they hoes, ask me how I know
Chest shot, face shot, take off his nose
His name in the paperwork, nigga, he told
Come back to the block, boy, you bold, get hit with a pole (ayy, ayy)
Bow on the back of the stick and it's gold (huh?)
Hit that boy, make him fold
Had to get that boy gone, it's the life that he chose
Hey, streets ain't for everybody
Young as fuck when I first seen a dead body
In a widebody 'Cat with a Drac' on me, in the front seat, bumpin' that old Gotti
YG Woo in the cut with the twelve shotties (grrt)
Zack and Kody, we turnt that hotel lobby (gang)
Wonder how we ain't kicked out that Bink
And my young nigga turned it (ayy, nigga) he fuckin' the bellhopper
Ayy, I'm on top of this shit, ain't no knockin' this shit
No nigga gon' do what I do (gon' do what I do)
Handle that business, a killer or witness
Which one you gon' be? Make your mind up and choose (make your mind up and choose)
Ridin' in a big body, killers on trail
Double-hundred-some rounds when we pull up and shoot (when we pull up and shoot)
Nah, I ain't actin', lil' nigga, no cappin', lil' nigga
It's proof how I make a nigga poof (bah)
Money keep comin', but the problems do too
I'ma stand on ten like a man 'til it's over ('til it's over)
No, I won't go like a bitch, never been to the army
But mama done raised her a soldier (she done raised a soldier)
Nigga get caught and we fuckin' him over (over)
Toaster, runnin' him down and we roast him (roast him)
Fuck 'round, put your bitch ass on a poster (on a poster)
Fuck 'round, leave a bitch nigga slumped over (slumped over)
Walked out the trap with a knot on me, hmm (with a knot)
Walked out the trap with a chop on me (with a chop on me)
Heard an opp got dropped, who clapped homie? (Who clapped homie?)
Heard the killer pushed up, put the pap' on him (put the pap' on him)
Heard a nigga hit the cell, get him touched
Put a hundred, hundred bonds on a nigga, threw the flap on him (ah)
I was broke, nigga, I ain't throw a pack on me (pack on me)
Now I'm up, these niggas wanna ask for me (fuck 'em, bitch)
We on some other shit
I ain't changed with the money, it just made me confident
Police took one, then we got us another stick
And another stick, Glock 22 with the Army tech
Fifty round drum hangin' off of the blick like an ornament
Bustin' the clip 'til it's over with (grrt)
Niggas be talkin' the pillars, they be on some bogus shit (ayy)
Big 40 Boyz on some global shit
Ayy, niggas be pocket watchin', got the .38 special, the pocket rocket
Play with sticks in this bitch like the Mariachis
Got some demons on me, Jesus, get 'em off me
Nigga play, we gon' flex like the paparazzi (ayy)
Got a Glock that's too hot, it bend with Scottie
I'm livin' life like a trampoline
What you mean? Jump stupid, I catch a body
Ayy, pop out when it's necessary
Got a blick from an oldhead, this bitch legendary
Move around if you bein' scary
'Cause I'm faded like Durk and my young nigga Jason Terry
Shoot a movie like Tyler Perry
If a nigga get jammed, he gon' sing like Mariah Carey
I can't really fuck with niggas, you wanna know why? 'Cause trustin' them get you buried
Hardest shit that I ever wrote
Put a nigga in action and watch how a nigga choke
Hit the dope, make a nigga float
Pour a deuce in that drank and my body gon' lose control
Money buff got a nigga swole
I was hustlin' backwards, that shit left a nigga broke
Now a nigga know how to hustle
I'll never, ever, ever do that no more, ayy
(40 some reason, hit the block, left a fuck nigga bleedin')
(That's what you get for doin' all of that talkin')
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:01.32] (J Money, you a beast)
[00:04.74] (Ayy, 40 some reason)
[00:07.08] (Ayy, 40 some reason, hit the block, left a fuck nigga bleedin')
[00:09.84] (That's what you get for doin' all of that talkin', Southboy)
[00:11.78] (I look at your partner, hey)
[00:14.34] Ayy, I kick the door down
[00:15.34] Run down the shop with the chop, flip the clip
[00:17.59] Then I let off some more rounds (grrt)
[00:18.39] You gotta know, boy, we deep like the Zoe Pound (ayy, ayy)
[00:20.05] Young nigga slidin', made the big homie so proud
[00:21.94] All on the net, but in person, make no sound (no)
[00:23.71] Throw back a Perc' with no drank, hope it go down
[00:25.63] Tried to push up on the block, sent a shot through his car
[00:27.76] Gotta know we make lil' niggas slow down (grrt)
[00:29.45] Just bought the Gucci umbrella, bitch, I'm a big stepper
[00:31.55] You'll never know when it's gon' pour down
[00:33.30] I got the gang, so let's have a showdown
[00:35.26] Wheels on the bus, now we go 'round and go 'round
[00:37.11] Big 40 Boy ENT, put your ass on a tee if you thinkin' 'bout touchin' this bustdown
[00:40.89] Sound like a door how I'm knockin' your ho down (ayy, ayy)
[00:42.86] Feelin' like Joc on the block, it can go down
[00:44.58] Ayy, 40 some reason (grrt), hit the block, left a fuck nigga bleedin'
[00:47.97] That's what you get for doin' all of that talkin' (no cap)
[00:49.72] Now, look at your partner, that nigga not breathin'
[00:51.62] Run that boy down with the chop, left him screamin' (grrt)
[00:53.87] Lil Munchie on go, that's a demon
[00:55.46] Your homie died and you ain't tryna slide
[00:57.14] Don't cop that boy shirt, go to church like a deacon, ayy
[00:59.86] Niggas be bitch, niggas be gay, they hoes, ask me how I know
[01:03.11] Chest shot, face shot, take off his nose
[01:04.76] His name in the paperwork, nigga, he told
[01:06.68] Come back to the block, boy, you bold, get hit with a pole (ayy, ayy)
[01:09.16] Bow on the back of the stick and it's gold (huh?)
[01:11.15] Hit that boy, make him fold
[01:12.74] Had to get that boy gone, it's the life that he chose
[01:14.74] Hey, streets ain't for everybody
[01:16.20] Young as fuck when I first seen a dead body
[01:18.28] In a widebody 'Cat with a Drac' on me, in the front seat, bumpin' that old Gotti
[01:21.94] YG Woo in the cut with the twelve shotties (grrt)
[01:23.89] Zack and Kody, we turnt that hotel lobby (gang)
[01:25.83] Wonder how we ain't kicked out that Bink
[01:27.38] And my young nigga turned it (ayy, nigga) he fuckin' the bellhopper
[01:30.01] Ayy, I'm on top of this shit, ain't no knockin' this shit
[01:31.96] No nigga gon' do what I do (gon' do what I do)
[01:33.75] Handle that business, a killer or witness
[01:35.46] Which one you gon' be? Make your mind up and choose (make your mind up and choose)
[01:37.52] Ridin' in a big body, killers on trail
[01:39.15] Double-hundred-some rounds when we pull up and shoot (when we pull up and shoot)
[01:41.23] Nah, I ain't actin', lil' nigga, no cappin', lil' nigga
[01:43.12] It's proof how I make a nigga poof (bah)
[01:44.94] Money keep comin', but the problems do too
[01:46.80] I'ma stand on ten like a man 'til it's over ('til it's over)
[01:48.60] No, I won't go like a bitch, never been to the army
[01:51.01] But mama done raised her a soldier (she done raised a soldier)
[01:52.42] Nigga get caught and we fuckin' him over (over)
[01:54.33] Toaster, runnin' him down and we roast him (roast him)
[01:56.39] Fuck 'round, put your bitch ass on a poster (on a poster)
[01:58.18] Fuck 'round, leave a bitch nigga slumped over (slumped over)
[02:00.17] Walked out the trap with a knot on me, hmm (with a knot)
[02:02.05] Walked out the trap with a chop on me (with a chop on me)
[02:03.60] Heard an opp got dropped, who clapped homie? (Who clapped homie?)
[02:05.23] Heard the killer pushed up, put the pap' on him (put the pap' on him)
[02:07.44] Heard a nigga hit the cell, get him touched
[02:09.17] Put a hundred, hundred bonds on a nigga, threw the flap on him (ah)
[02:11.29] I was broke, nigga, I ain't throw a pack on me (pack on me)
[02:13.08] Now I'm up, these niggas wanna ask for me (fuck 'em, bitch)
[02:15.80] We on some other shit
[02:17.09] I ain't changed with the money, it just made me confident
[02:18.86] Police took one, then we got us another stick
[02:20.84] And another stick, Glock 22 with the Army tech
[02:23.19] Fifty round drum hangin' off of the blick like an ornament
[02:25.79] Bustin' the clip 'til it's over with (grrt)
[02:27.13] Niggas be talkin' the pillars, they be on some bogus shit (ayy)
[02:29.41] Big 40 Boyz on some global shit
[02:30.86] Ayy, niggas be pocket watchin', got the .38 special, the pocket rocket
[02:33.99] Play with sticks in this bitch like the Mariachis
[02:35.87] Got some demons on me, Jesus, get 'em off me
[02:37.79] Nigga play, we gon' flex like the paparazzi (ayy)
[02:39.54] Got a Glock that's too hot, it bend with Scottie
[02:41.70] I'm livin' life like a trampoline
[02:43.51] What you mean? Jump stupid, I catch a body
[02:45.39] Ayy, pop out when it's necessary
[02:47.21] Got a blick from an oldhead, this bitch legendary
[02:49.42] Move around if you bein' scary
[02:51.10] 'Cause I'm faded like Durk and my young nigga Jason Terry
[02:53.23] Shoot a movie like Tyler Perry
[02:54.75] If a nigga get jammed, he gon' sing like Mariah Carey
[02:57.20] I can't really fuck with niggas, you wanna know why? 'Cause trustin' them get you buried
[03:00.92] Hardest shit that I ever wrote
[03:02.32] Put a nigga in action and watch how a nigga choke
[03:04.65] Hit the dope, make a nigga float
[03:06.02] Pour a deuce in that drank and my body gon' lose control
[03:08.36] Money buff got a nigga swole
[03:09.80] I was hustlin' backwards, that shit left a nigga broke
[03:12.19] Now a nigga know how to hustle
[03:13.95] I'll never, ever, ever do that no more, ayy
[03:18.08] (40 some reason, hit the block, left a fuck nigga bleedin')
[03:21.09] (That's what you get for doin' all of that talkin')
[03:23.85]
[00:04.74] (Ayy, 40 some reason)
[00:07.08] (Ayy, 40 some reason, hit the block, left a fuck nigga bleedin')
[00:09.84] (That's what you get for doin' all of that talkin', Southboy)
[00:11.78] (I look at your partner, hey)
[00:14.34] Ayy, I kick the door down
[00:15.34] Run down the shop with the chop, flip the clip
[00:17.59] Then I let off some more rounds (grrt)
[00:18.39] You gotta know, boy, we deep like the Zoe Pound (ayy, ayy)
[00:20.05] Young nigga slidin', made the big homie so proud
[00:21.94] All on the net, but in person, make no sound (no)
[00:23.71] Throw back a Perc' with no drank, hope it go down
[00:25.63] Tried to push up on the block, sent a shot through his car
[00:27.76] Gotta know we make lil' niggas slow down (grrt)
[00:29.45] Just bought the Gucci umbrella, bitch, I'm a big stepper
[00:31.55] You'll never know when it's gon' pour down
[00:33.30] I got the gang, so let's have a showdown
[00:35.26] Wheels on the bus, now we go 'round and go 'round
[00:37.11] Big 40 Boy ENT, put your ass on a tee if you thinkin' 'bout touchin' this bustdown
[00:40.89] Sound like a door how I'm knockin' your ho down (ayy, ayy)
[00:42.86] Feelin' like Joc on the block, it can go down
[00:44.58] Ayy, 40 some reason (grrt), hit the block, left a fuck nigga bleedin'
[00:47.97] That's what you get for doin' all of that talkin' (no cap)
[00:49.72] Now, look at your partner, that nigga not breathin'
[00:51.62] Run that boy down with the chop, left him screamin' (grrt)
[00:53.87] Lil Munchie on go, that's a demon
[00:55.46] Your homie died and you ain't tryna slide
[00:57.14] Don't cop that boy shirt, go to church like a deacon, ayy
[00:59.86] Niggas be bitch, niggas be gay, they hoes, ask me how I know
[01:03.11] Chest shot, face shot, take off his nose
[01:04.76] His name in the paperwork, nigga, he told
[01:06.68] Come back to the block, boy, you bold, get hit with a pole (ayy, ayy)
[01:09.16] Bow on the back of the stick and it's gold (huh?)
[01:11.15] Hit that boy, make him fold
[01:12.74] Had to get that boy gone, it's the life that he chose
[01:14.74] Hey, streets ain't for everybody
[01:16.20] Young as fuck when I first seen a dead body
[01:18.28] In a widebody 'Cat with a Drac' on me, in the front seat, bumpin' that old Gotti
[01:21.94] YG Woo in the cut with the twelve shotties (grrt)
[01:23.89] Zack and Kody, we turnt that hotel lobby (gang)
[01:25.83] Wonder how we ain't kicked out that Bink
[01:27.38] And my young nigga turned it (ayy, nigga) he fuckin' the bellhopper
[01:30.01] Ayy, I'm on top of this shit, ain't no knockin' this shit
[01:31.96] No nigga gon' do what I do (gon' do what I do)
[01:33.75] Handle that business, a killer or witness
[01:35.46] Which one you gon' be? Make your mind up and choose (make your mind up and choose)
[01:37.52] Ridin' in a big body, killers on trail
[01:39.15] Double-hundred-some rounds when we pull up and shoot (when we pull up and shoot)
[01:41.23] Nah, I ain't actin', lil' nigga, no cappin', lil' nigga
[01:43.12] It's proof how I make a nigga poof (bah)
[01:44.94] Money keep comin', but the problems do too
[01:46.80] I'ma stand on ten like a man 'til it's over ('til it's over)
[01:48.60] No, I won't go like a bitch, never been to the army
[01:51.01] But mama done raised her a soldier (she done raised a soldier)
[01:52.42] Nigga get caught and we fuckin' him over (over)
[01:54.33] Toaster, runnin' him down and we roast him (roast him)
[01:56.39] Fuck 'round, put your bitch ass on a poster (on a poster)
[01:58.18] Fuck 'round, leave a bitch nigga slumped over (slumped over)
[02:00.17] Walked out the trap with a knot on me, hmm (with a knot)
[02:02.05] Walked out the trap with a chop on me (with a chop on me)
[02:03.60] Heard an opp got dropped, who clapped homie? (Who clapped homie?)
[02:05.23] Heard the killer pushed up, put the pap' on him (put the pap' on him)
[02:07.44] Heard a nigga hit the cell, get him touched
[02:09.17] Put a hundred, hundred bonds on a nigga, threw the flap on him (ah)
[02:11.29] I was broke, nigga, I ain't throw a pack on me (pack on me)
[02:13.08] Now I'm up, these niggas wanna ask for me (fuck 'em, bitch)
[02:15.80] We on some other shit
[02:17.09] I ain't changed with the money, it just made me confident
[02:18.86] Police took one, then we got us another stick
[02:20.84] And another stick, Glock 22 with the Army tech
[02:23.19] Fifty round drum hangin' off of the blick like an ornament
[02:25.79] Bustin' the clip 'til it's over with (grrt)
[02:27.13] Niggas be talkin' the pillars, they be on some bogus shit (ayy)
[02:29.41] Big 40 Boyz on some global shit
[02:30.86] Ayy, niggas be pocket watchin', got the .38 special, the pocket rocket
[02:33.99] Play with sticks in this bitch like the Mariachis
[02:35.87] Got some demons on me, Jesus, get 'em off me
[02:37.79] Nigga play, we gon' flex like the paparazzi (ayy)
[02:39.54] Got a Glock that's too hot, it bend with Scottie
[02:41.70] I'm livin' life like a trampoline
[02:43.51] What you mean? Jump stupid, I catch a body
[02:45.39] Ayy, pop out when it's necessary
[02:47.21] Got a blick from an oldhead, this bitch legendary
[02:49.42] Move around if you bein' scary
[02:51.10] 'Cause I'm faded like Durk and my young nigga Jason Terry
[02:53.23] Shoot a movie like Tyler Perry
[02:54.75] If a nigga get jammed, he gon' sing like Mariah Carey
[02:57.20] I can't really fuck with niggas, you wanna know why? 'Cause trustin' them get you buried
[03:00.92] Hardest shit that I ever wrote
[03:02.32] Put a nigga in action and watch how a nigga choke
[03:04.65] Hit the dope, make a nigga float
[03:06.02] Pour a deuce in that drank and my body gon' lose control
[03:08.36] Money buff got a nigga swole
[03:09.80] I was hustlin' backwards, that shit left a nigga broke
[03:12.19] Now a nigga know how to hustle
[03:13.95] I'll never, ever, ever do that no more, ayy
[03:18.08] (40 some reason, hit the block, left a fuck nigga bleedin')
[03:21.09] (That's what you get for doin' all of that talkin')
[03:23.85]