Kream by Hamo Grime Lyrics
[Intro]
Brrr
Brrr, boom
It's thug life, Henny Gang shit, me and 200
(Trackstar)
[Chorus]
Y’all could keep the hate, I'ma keep the bag
And why sis hatin' with her broke ass?
And why bro hatin’ with his punk ass?
Fuck that, I'll laugh it off while I get the bag
[Verse 1]
All about this music, you can't take it from me
I'ma 50 Cent you niggas very soon, homie
Money is the mission that wipe out the evil
Look out for your family and connect the people
The world is full of hate, so we never equal
And you better stay protected, always stay lethal
I done seen the toughest turn around and fold
Thought he was a gangster, but that nigga told
Hate when niggas try to give theyself a name
Homicide was given to me, blood, I put in pain
The hammer got a name, we call it Summer Rain
I stay up out the way, I just do my thing
East side to the west side, my name ring
I be coast to coast on that L thing
Gettin' to it with this music, I'ma stay great
You-you a dub, you a con boy, you a fake
[Chorus]
Y'all could keep the hate, I'ma keep the bag
Why sis hatin’ with her broke ass? (She broke)
Why bro hatin’ with his punk ass? (Why the fuck?)
Fuck that, I'll laugh it off while I get the bag
Y’all could keep the hate, I'ma keep the bag
Why sis hatin' with her broke ass?
Why bro hatin' with his punk ass? (I don’t know)
Fuck that, I'll laugh it off while I get the bag
[Verse 2]
Double F the main event, this is the preview
Fake niggas' vibe is so clear because y'all see-through
Never needed you, I stick to money, I ain't talkin' glue
Yeah, that three-six now free to rest, they comin' home soon
Y'all can keep the hate, I'ma keep the bag
Dubbin' bitches left and right, these bitches mad
These niggas fake, these niggas think this word is bad
Because y'all copped the Wraith, I'ma cop the Jag
Chop 'em by the pound, smokin' out the bag
Ill Will, Hamo Grime, yeah, that be the names
Thug life, double F, we ain't playin games
Can't walk in my shoes, can't drive in my lane
[Chorus]
Y'all could keep the hate, I'ma keep the bag
Why sis hatin' with her broke ass?
Why bro hatin' with his punk ass?
Fuck that, I'll laugh it off while I get the bag
Y'all could keep the hate, I'ma keep the bag
Why sis hatin' with her broke ass?
Why bro hatin' with his punk ass?
Fuck that, I'll laugh it off while I get the bag
[Outro: Wu-Tang Clan]
Cash rules
C.R.E.A.M. get the money
Cash rules
Dollar, dollar bill, y'all
Brrr
Brrr, boom
It's thug life, Henny Gang shit, me and 200
(Trackstar)
[Chorus]
Y’all could keep the hate, I'ma keep the bag
And why sis hatin' with her broke ass?
And why bro hatin’ with his punk ass?
Fuck that, I'll laugh it off while I get the bag
[Verse 1]
All about this music, you can't take it from me
I'ma 50 Cent you niggas very soon, homie
Money is the mission that wipe out the evil
Look out for your family and connect the people
The world is full of hate, so we never equal
And you better stay protected, always stay lethal
I done seen the toughest turn around and fold
Thought he was a gangster, but that nigga told
Hate when niggas try to give theyself a name
Homicide was given to me, blood, I put in pain
The hammer got a name, we call it Summer Rain
I stay up out the way, I just do my thing
East side to the west side, my name ring
I be coast to coast on that L thing
Gettin' to it with this music, I'ma stay great
You-you a dub, you a con boy, you a fake
[Chorus]
Y'all could keep the hate, I'ma keep the bag
Why sis hatin’ with her broke ass? (She broke)
Why bro hatin’ with his punk ass? (Why the fuck?)
Fuck that, I'll laugh it off while I get the bag
Y’all could keep the hate, I'ma keep the bag
Why sis hatin' with her broke ass?
Why bro hatin' with his punk ass? (I don’t know)
Fuck that, I'll laugh it off while I get the bag
[Verse 2]
Double F the main event, this is the preview
Fake niggas' vibe is so clear because y'all see-through
Never needed you, I stick to money, I ain't talkin' glue
Yeah, that three-six now free to rest, they comin' home soon
Y'all can keep the hate, I'ma keep the bag
Dubbin' bitches left and right, these bitches mad
These niggas fake, these niggas think this word is bad
Because y'all copped the Wraith, I'ma cop the Jag
Chop 'em by the pound, smokin' out the bag
Ill Will, Hamo Grime, yeah, that be the names
Thug life, double F, we ain't playin games
Can't walk in my shoes, can't drive in my lane
[Chorus]
Y'all could keep the hate, I'ma keep the bag
Why sis hatin' with her broke ass?
Why bro hatin' with his punk ass?
Fuck that, I'll laugh it off while I get the bag
Y'all could keep the hate, I'ma keep the bag
Why sis hatin' with her broke ass?
Why bro hatin' with his punk ass?
Fuck that, I'll laugh it off while I get the bag
[Outro: Wu-Tang Clan]
Cash rules
C.R.E.A.M. get the money
Cash rules
Dollar, dollar bill, y'all