Tied In - K Rino, K-Rino featuring A.C. Chill, Gangxsta Nip & Dope-E

Money, hoes, cars, clothes

Living in the Park that’s the way shit goes

Money, hoes, cars, clothes

Living in the Park that’s the way shit goes

Yo, this brother was a perpetrator, petty crime-ass trick

Hanging with the clique but riding much dick

Quick to get kicked in the face over jack

So he left the pack to try to sell his own crack

Started in the hood, made a couple of G’s

That’s when the true soldiers came and put his shit on freeze

Cashed out the minute that he pedalled his last rock

Make one more cent in that spot, get his ass dropped

So he thought, «Nah, this ain’t gonna work»

Got his nuts out the dirt, then he called his brother Bert

Bert had the hook-ups, the bank, the guns and the clip

The hoes, the grip and fiends on his tip

In my opinionation the high capper blows in

When he walks trough a door that locks when you close it

But that’s coinciding with slanging and riding

It was dope that was guiding a life he was tied in, kick it

Money, hoes, cars, clothes

Living in the Park that’s the way shit goes

Money, hoes, cars, clothes

Living in the Park that’s the way shit goes

Yo, my boy was paid, now the game was clear

Made more money in an hour than you’d make in a year

Fear was no factor, ain’t nobody gonna hit ya

When ya walking with thirty more motherfuckers with ya

Knocking out brothers in a club parking lot

Many freaks got slapped and many perpetrators got shot

He had the game down packed, so cold in his mind

That Bert would let him run the show from time to time

And that’s when the boy got lazy

Too much power made his ass go crazy

Bert went out of town just to make one drop

But hoping he’d meet a cop, oh boy set up the new shop

And that shit was wack life

Bank they made, he got paid but took his cut like a jackknife

Two grand a day he was hiding

It’s like suicide in the life he was tied in, kick it

Money, hoes, cars, clothes

Living in the Park that’s the way shit goes

Money, hoes, cars, clothes

Living in the Park that’s the way shit goes

Yeah, he’s making all the dough

And to top it all off he was fucking Bert’s main hoe

So when he came back he was pissed

And the crew had wrote the new kid’s name on a death list

His scared face provoked a threat

He was the only motherfucker in the room who broke a sweat

No ass kissing, no reminiscing

Just explain how the fuck 17 grand was missing

Grabbed his gun and tried to pull it out

Slick-ass trick that he was boning that night, she took his bullets out

Click, click, they sucked him up, bucked him up

To make a long story short, man they fucked him up

Strapped his ass behind a Mack truck

Making it worse, they hit reverse and cold backed up

Over his chest and all blood is what he lied in

His stupid ass died in a life he was tied in, kick it

Money, hoes, cars, clothes

Living in the Park that’s the way shit goes

Money, hoes, cars, clothes

Living in the Park that’s the way shit goes