Silkk The Shocker - Weed and Money lyrics

[Intro] Check this out You a playa if you got b**hes and blunts in your house, right (Right, right) But you a motherf**in' TRU G If you get the muffins and she pay for the trees (what you tryna say) Understand what I'm sayin', n***a you feel me Y'all Captain Kirk a** n***as ain't gonna survive In this 97 space age hustle (So what you sayin') [Hook x8] Ya'll live for b**hes and blunts We live for weed and money [Verse 1] I stack green like cheese, smoke weed with g's Sell cream to fiends and roll with beams Playa haters can't take me, hungry b**hes can't break me God ya made me, but ain't no man gone fade me Got me deep in this game, some n***as don't change Have mercy on P, just tryna have change In my pockets I'm knockin', the feds can't stop me Most hoes they jock me, I got knots in my pockets Caviar and b**hes, 6-4 and switches Champagne and riches, but cookin' keys in kitchens Mansions with marble floors, knockin' off chocolate hoes Poots with initials, Ferraris and drop Rolls I live with k**ers, dealers, and TRU n***as No Limit guerrillas, mercenary k**ers Beat's by the Pound, haters get clowned Gone worldwide, but true to the underground [Master P and Silkk] Blow Cohiba blunts, keep e'm rollin' up Got your b**h fiending bro, P meaning what [Hook] [Verse 2] I scream "the richest", tag teamin' with b**hes '96 we went gold, haters thought we was finished '97 went platinum, now they screaming NO LIMIT TRU n***as don't fall off this only the beginning [Master P and Silkk] Coming up for what, making hella bucks n***as getting bumped or what, counting cash up Got this game sewed up, n***as straight up no cut But y'all couldn't f** with us, y'all couldn't f** with us [Master P] Swingin' like Titanic, n***as see us and panic After big bucks no wammies, on our way to the grammy Ya'll couldn't f** with k**ers, they call us dealers n***as livin' for scrilla, banking with peelas [Master P and Silkk] Army fatigues, n***as straight like g's Livin' like soldiers with g's, soldiers at ease Slangin' f**in' tapes like keys, slang 'em just like keys From Richmond to New Orleans, we be ballin' Keep them b**hes down on they knees, keep 'em on they knees Got them smokin' on our weed, but not for free [Hook] [Verse 3: Silkk the Shocker] Y'all live for b**hes and blunts I live for weed to make money Man I want so much cash when I wake up in the mornin', I can't even much count it Silkk the Shocker, or should I say the black Frank Nitti see Oz's to make g's, the mayor gave me and P keys to the city Livin' an American dream, 5 karats on my pinky ring Ladies wanna make love to me, n***as wanna look at me all mean But it's aaight cause you still wonder I don't want your old lady But she still flip me the number, I wish she'd flip me some money See um, it's aight to have cash and thangs Ghetto millionaires to live flashy man 600 we gonna be smashin' man But since I can't spend no b**hes So I need some cash and thangs [Hook]