Count Me In

Biko! Gang Gang... Fuck it I been in the trenches too long Fu fuck it I been in the shadows too long Time to make it count, I'm all in whatever it cost Chance to rev some nice broads, pretty wheels, two door Fresh threads boy I'm killing it, consider it dead I'm what the game been missing, consider it rigged I can't afford a crib in a cool zip, grinding so hard I need phone numbers looking checks Peace of mind don't come cheap no no Never pay these bitches on some shit they do for free I'm money hungry, busy to eat Cold world, go get a mink I need me a diva, I got me a hoe I got the Heinz, I came with the sauce I want in... If it's money to be made, yeah count me in Music to be made, yeah count me in Count me in, count me in Shawty looking bad yeah she gotta be... Count me in, count me in Ain't that nigga stupid he a counterfeit... I want you and her and that one too I been in hell and back ain't none new Quickly out the back, smart tsotsi bouga luv Haven't I been real to you, then show nuff Muthafuck the opp stay on the other side of the street What's beef, where he at, I got families to feed Where I'm it takes lives like cancer, that's gangster Glad I'm making some for myself right, I'm thankful This whatchu get when you mess with the West (west west) Divided we fall together we stand (stand stand) Every ambitious move us a gamble By any means if I don't have it I ain't whipping a rental Go get it famo!