M.o.p. - Tef Money lyrics

[Teflon] Yo It was about 4, when I got the call System flooded with alcohol, aiyyo dawg, we got to brawl huh? Holla at'cha dawg, meet me at the usual Oh yeah and bring your tool wit'chu, right now we don't know who is who Hung up the phone, slip on some black sh** Pick up the matress, lift up the ratchet, cla-clak (cla-clak) stash it Hop in the black whip, tinted up, gettin up Doin a buck haulin a** down the backstrip In the dead of night, no headlights, runnin every red light Headquarters, makin sure the bread right How I walk in is real, Bill got a lead pipe And some cat's bawlin on the floor, he need his head wiped You don't understand me, look at me pah Family, somebody stuck their hand in the cookie jar It sound fatal, thugs decide at the roundtable Blood in they eyes, who wonder what made you? It was the money! Ah