Foe tha love of $
Gotta make that money, man
That money, man
It's still the same, now Gotta get on the grind, pop in the clip of my nine
And b**h, if you slip, you hit the chalk
And fall in the nighttime
Gotta get mine, ain't takin' no shorts or no losses Hop on the phone, callin' my n***a, Sin, at home
Polishin' the MAC-1O chrome
Gotta lick, we can hit, so bring your sh**
'Cause once again, it's on to the dome with a fifth of
(Burb)
My wig to the curb, so we swerve And rolled out to pick up the triple-six thug
And follow the murder for robbin' the dope house
Smoke jump outta me bong, so high, now comin'
To slay with four grenades and a gauge I'm a play, watch all 'em fall in the grave and lay
Pullin' in the driveway, Wish spotted the place
And quickly rolled up, bulldozed through the livin' room
Hopped out of the car and started to blow up Buck, buck and a kabloom, me blew
All them bodies all over the room, them doomed
And gotta move fast, why? The po-po's comin'
Snatch up me yummy, so n***a, don't think it's funny
I'm comin' up quick in the nine-quat, 'cause
Flesh be lovin' this money, this money I'm givin' up love to the hustlas, all them St.Clair thugstas
Makin' that money, stayin' on your feet
And you better believe gotta have that cheese
For the green leaves, never catch me sleep Stay on the grind, get mine, stayin' down for my crime
And I hit up the nine nine, givin' up that 1lello
Makin' me sale, twenties, nickels and dimes
Beat up and stick up a lick up That two-eleven, gotta get what's mine, then bailin'
Me kickin' up dust, I'm trailin', feelin' one-eight-seven
That's how it is and I gotsta have it in the nine-quat
Mission, to check a mill and still be real Thuggin' on the glock-glock, creepin' on a come up
Won't sleep 'til I'm done up, gotta blaze me blunt up
Hunt up another plot and scheme, gotta make some green
'Cause soldiers nut up, what up? Gotta get that business on
Even though the buddah run me
Stun me, feelin' lovely but I'm just in it for the
Foe tha love of $ Foe tha love of $
Gotta make that money, man
That money, man
It's still the same, now Standin' on the corner, straight slangin' rocks
Aw, sh**, here comes the muthaf**in' cops
So I dash, I duck and I hides behind a tree
Makin' sure the muthaf**as don't see me Now my fat sack of rocks, hell, yeah, I stuffed 'em
Police on my draws, I had to pause and yeah
It's still muthaf** 'em, now my game is tight
Tight as f** is my game Eazy-muthaf**in'-E or Eric Wright it's all the same
Now, n***as might trip on how I stacks my grip
I gotta have it, b**h
For the love of this sh**, muthaf**a Gotta make that money, man
That money, man
It's still the same, now When dough got me thugsta, thuggish ways
Down for my crime everytime, follow me down the nine nine
And you will find all of me kind
Check out the Ripsta, now, drop down Run 'em up outta me hood, rip's straight
When I'm makin' me grip with a me click
Rollin' with Ruthless, the thug I be
Me put 'em in mud, buck 'em and pump blood Got nothin' to lose, b**h, ya better respect Rip
Or ya best just check this slug, it's goin' down
Steady pump and peel rounds, gunnin' with a me gang
Bang, gotta make that money, man It's still the same, steady runnin' thangs wild
And follow me now, while I take ya up into a barrel of a gun, see
For the dub, you're done, for the bud, I run
For the love of my money n***a down for my thang off in this thug game
So peep as me creep and me crawlin' off
On the mission to back in the days
When n***as was bailin' with sawed-offs And wanted to get paid, runnin' to my side,
Lil' n***a, Ripsta, both on the mission for money
You give up the cash, oh, that was your a**
'Cause me and my n***a was hungry And, b**h, if you're stallin', you might just catch one
To the temple and um, Bone raw doggin'
So n***a just make this sh** simple and run
To catch one n***a, me fill 'em with bullets And dump 'em in rivers, remember, me k**a, now
For money, me dig ya six feet in a ditch and get richer
'Cause b**h, you were slippin', I'll cut ya, then rip ya
Then buck ya down, steady robbin' and stealin', makin' a k**in' n***a drugdealin', needin' a million
Hustlin' d** when the thugs be chillin'
For the money, these n***as be sellin'
Off in the cut, where you find a n***a thuggin' Off in braids and skullies and when I stick ya
And lick ya, remember
I get 'em up foe tha love of $
Foe tha love of $ Yeah, Bone in the muthaf**in' house
For the nine-quats, n***a, yeah, rollin'
With Ruthless Records in this b**h
My n***as, Layzie Bone, Bizzy Bone, Wish Bone
And Flesh-n-Bone and I'm that n***a, Krayzie Bone
In the muthaf**in' house