[Intro: Money Carson and (C-Rayz Walz)]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. Money Man, C-Rayz, Yak, and the Green. (They have arrived) Straight off the Lincoln Tunnel. (The fame) Live and in the flesh (Give me your wallet). Pause that. Uh, yeah (Yo, yo, yo, Rhyming Hood)
[Verse 1: C-Rayz Walz and Money Carson]
[Money Carson]
My inner thoughts, like, constant, one of the best
Bullseye type of archer—partner, one to your chest
Money puffing the Lucy. I'm into loot, see
Camelot canned in tree ash and taxes
Rob from the rich, style feeding my team
[C-Rayz Walz[
I seen God from the cliff while breathing the green
In the rainforest, I train hardest. Untame artist
Fire-breathing madman with a plan to flame markets
As I stick up scripts, this is a Stone Hedge mage
Constructing the category of chaos on page
[Money Carson]
I jumpstart the rage. Therefore, whatever you're here for
We could flare force for the God and state
Up the NY, test mine
[C-Rayz Walz[
I'll scar your face
Guard your plate, lacerate garden snakes
Scalping your wig. Rotten Apple out the mouth of the pig
Plot and tackle. Yeah, you know what it is
Rhyming Hood
[Hook: C-Rayz Walz and Money Carson]
[Money Carson]
We're pursuing j**els, woke the wolves
In a hood where you get forced to fall
We rise up
[C-Rayz Walz]
‘Cause sleep is the cousin of stupid
Put your life on a track and loop it
Rhyming Hoods
[Money Carson]
We're pursuing j**els, woke the wolves
In a hood where you get forced to fall
We rise up
[C-Rayz Walz]
‘Cause sleep is the cousin of stupid
Put your life on a track and loop it
[Verse 2: Gino Green and Con Yak]
[Gino Green]
Yo, I'm taxing four hundred off of your brick
This is military black shot, extortioner sh**. I'll take you for
Thirty thou and a brown bag. While we're talking, you're six
Our six larceners. b**hes aren't tricks. Organize and
Navigate numerous licks. Hoes, barbeques, and buffets and the bricks
I'll stick dice games and wrap the prize money for young mothers all week
Flash the semi for the chain with the heaviest drip (k**, drip)
[Con Yak]
The boy ready with a clip of them arrows
Fitted Timbs and black tees, circle apparel
It's really nothing—Yak bad to the marrow
I'm a steady j**el dropper. Keep your eyes on the barrel
And J-Zone here to bring the paper home
[Able, I call lanes?] like the Lakers own
Flow is splendid. Whip, yeah, I rimmed it
But still in the jungle with more green intended
[Hook: C-Rayz Walz and Money Carson]
[Money Carson]
We're pursuing j**els, woke the wolves
In a hood where you get forced to fall
We rise up
[C-Rayz Walz]
‘Cause sleep is the cousin of stupid
Put your life on a track and loop it
Rhyming Hoods
[Money Carson]
We're pursuing j**els, woke the wolves
In a hood where you get forced to fall
We rise up
[C-Rayz Walz]
‘Cause sleep is the cousin of stupid
Put your life on a track and loop it
Loop it
[Verse 3: Con Yak, C-Rayz Walz, Gino Green, and Money Carson]
[Money Carson]
I rep hostile, live life running the ash
The kid spot you. Gossip, one in the head
Nowadays, women run to the Feds and I'ma come deep
In it for the money alone like J-Lo be
[Con Yak]
Tap Yak two-way—page can't fold me
Rats had AKs like they [cloneding?]
That cat want to act and now he's sorry
Dog, that's the end of the story. True story
[Gino Green]
I touch athletes and rappers when it come to Saint Nick
And kick back with trap money—hoes get at they pimp
No chorus, paying for it quick. I got Wayne Perry
Listen if you getting it kid. This is it
[C-Rayz Walz]
Phlegm from the dungeon, automatic static from attics
Cats [are both?] when I [?] apart shells, magic
This is hell's fabric, the spell graphic. We sell caskets
Don't make us snatch your baskets, f*ggots
[Hook: C-Rayz Walz and Money Carson]
[Money Carson]
We're pursuing j**els, woke the wolves
In a hood where you get forced to fall
We rise up
[C-Rayz Walz]
‘Cause sleep is the cousin of stupid
Put your life on a track and loop it
Rhyming Hoods
[Money Carson]
We're pursuing j**els, woke the wolves
In a hood where you get forced to fall
We rise up
[C-Rayz Walz]
‘Cause sleep is the cousin of stupid
Put your life on a track and loop it
Loop it
[Outro: C-Rayz Walz and (Gino Green)]
Money Car, C-Rayz Walz, the boy Con Yak, ([?]) Money Green, Gino Green Money. Belief on the [?]. Chopping your face, it off. Fathers with [?]. [?]. Time is good. Rhyming Hood