[Uzi talkin']
Prime Suspects, Kane & Abel, Silkk The shocker about that money
Chorus: Uzi & (Kane & Abel)
Money Makes a n***a do some strange thangs (I admit)
Over change, n***as lose they brains (ain't that some sh**)
If you got it when then n***as hungry brah (what, what)
Keep your Glock co*ked & your eyes up on ya stuff (ya heard me)
[Reapeat]
[Uzi]
Just remember it takes a b**h to play wit a real a real n***a
Glock knockin' 'em while they chop 'em down for figures
While money makes a n***a do some strange thangs, I admit
Over change, n***as lose they brains, ain't that some sh**
Come equipped as we still quick in tha Lands
n***as get dealt wit in his back while shakin' hands
While plans get spoiled by n***as want furl trips
Rather they snort, bang, or either sell tha sh**
I hold my dick & let my nuts sag
n***as act bad behind tha cash actin' like it last forever
Any kind of weather n***a get tha job done
Block hotter than tha sun, n***as still pack a gun
But I ain't tha one to get done wit behind some dumb sh**
I pack a gun b**h & ain't scared to let tha bullets flip
I said enough, either get scuffed or roughed up
If you got it when then n***as hungry keep your eyes up on ya stuff
Chorus:(2X)
[Kane & Abel]
Runnin' up on n***as like finish lines, wit co*ked nines
Give a f** if n***as wit dimes, get flatlined for tryna take mines
In broad daylight, lose yo life for tha paper
Haters a waste ya, meat ya maker, coroner gonna have to scrape ya
Off tha concrete
My street hotter than fish grease
For big face bills, n***as k**s wit big heat
n***as dressed in all black or army fatigues
k**as perform like p**y poppers wit choppers, squeeze 2-2-3's
Put your face on TV's, for less than a quarter ki
Leave a clip empty, now watch you muthaf**in' enemies
Murda's like a disease, catch it, ain't no comin' back
Rest in peace, yo wig split, hit by n***as on a jack
Gangstafied Kane & Abel watch the Suspects back
n***as do strange thangs fo' paper, I feel that
Take tha money, take tha Benz, but hustle never ends
Put us on tha block wit one rock, an we'll make a million again (ha ha)
Chorus:(2X)
[Silkk the Shocker]
Now look n***a, it's 5-4-3-2 to tha muthaf**in' 1, it's a countdown
Well this n***a Silkk The Shocker
Known for breakin' O-Z's down to muthaf**in' pounds
That's my n***a Glock, that's my n***a Uzi
That's a brand new muthaf**in' nine millimeter
Off tha top, you know we come strapped, b**h watch ya back
Cause all of us always got heaters
Now look f** tha money cause we gonna ball wit or wit out tha sh**
I need a down a** girl but I'm gonna ball look wit or wit out tha b**h
Drive my Benz look wit or wit out tha f**in' kit
Yall busta a** n***as f*ggets walkin' wit or wit out tha switch
I still could pull hoes look n***a wit or wit out tha six
While yall n***as stuntin' & frontin'
Why don't you break yoself & get up out my sh**
Now yall know my steelo, on tha D-low, have a kilo on tha D-L
Even though I rap b**h I still do a couple of crack sells
Look if it don't make dollas then it don't make sense
Now my n***as Prime Suspects gonna get me high
An all of us get fried & get bent
An we No Limit Soldiers b**h so all of us represent
Think we won't bust yo head for some muthaf**in' dead presidents b**h
Chorus:(4X)