The Streets - Money on Deck lyrics

[Streetz] I got hustle Shots Lift ya Chest Cavities wit no muscle Pitbull, Rockwilderd no muzzle b**hes don't drink my kids they guzzle Gem star, A-R turn ya Puzzle Arm over their, Leg over their n***a be ware Ima beast on the loose, I need a stray jacket I'm insane in da coupe, I switch lanes poof No where to be found, you know I gets down These other n***as frontin they ain't runnin the town Outside of the Milly you's a nobody Jump stupid and you get bodied, that's for anybody Duck down when the hammer spit Black fur got a n***a feelin panda-ish Pose for the cam-e-ras, ima star You lookin for the best n***a yea we are (ha ha) [Chorus - repeat 2X] Money On Deck (Check), Money On Deck (Check) Money On Deck (Check), Money On Deck I need all dat guap, All dat Money If you ain't bout paper you can fall back dummy I got [Young Deuces] Heart of a lion, buily like an ape, face of a refugee They put me in da game, winded, wit no referee And since a lot of n***as stressin me I'ma fight till I'm gone, ima give em all what's left of me I rep da Brew, n***a city I love I stay bent, blowin sticky what you expect ima thug I came straight from the crack of the slumz When you talk about the greatest out the milly n***a I am the one, one You see the pain in m eyes from past crisis I don't wana talk or cry so I writes it Young boy, hustle, survive in five vices A rebel wit a cause, I'm twisted so I fights it I like it, Mikey, who he might be k**ain da booth where da mic be You need geikee, geico, psycho Deuces be dat n***a on point like a rifle [Chorus] [Bridge: repeat 2X] We gettin Money over here and sh** over dere E'ry body put cha f**in hands in dere We got (Money on Deck) got (Money On Deck) Got (Money On Deck) Got (Money On Deck)