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Foe tha of $
Gotta make money, man
money, man
It's the same, now

get on the grind, pop in the clip of my nine
And bitch, if you slip, you hit the
And in the nighttime
Gotta get mine, ain't takin' no shorts or no

Hop on the phone, callin' my nigga, Sin, at
the MAC-1O chrome
Gotta lick, we can hit, so bring your
once again, it's on to the dome with a fifth of
(Burb)
My wig to the curb, so we

And rolled out to pick up the thug
And follow the for robbin' the dope house
Smoke jump outta me bong, so high, now
To slay with four and a gauge

I'm a play, watch all 'em in the grave and lay
Pullin' in the driveway, Wish the place
And rolled up, bulldozed through the livin' room
out of the car and started to blow up

Buck, buck and a kabloom, me
All them bodies all over the room, them
And gotta move fast, why? The comin'
Snatch up me yummy, so nigga, don't think funny
I'm comin' up in the nine-quat, 'cause
Flesh be lovin' this money, this

I'm givin' up love to the hustlas, all them St.Clair
Makin' money, stayin' on your feet
And you better gotta have that cheese
For the green leaves, catch me sleep

Stay on the grind, get mine, stayin' for my crime
And I hit up the nine nine, givin' up that
Makin' me sale, twenties, nickels and
Beat up and stick up a up

That two-eleven, get what's mine, then bailin'
Me kickin' up dust, I'm trailin', feelin'
how it is and I gotsta have it in the nine-quat
Mission, to check a and still be real

on the glock-glock, creepin' on a come up
Won't 'til I'm done up, gotta blaze me blunt up
Hunt up another plot and scheme, gotta some green
'Cause nut up, what up?

Gotta get that on
Even the buddah run me
Stun me, feelin' but I'm just in it for the
Foe tha of $

Foe tha of $
Gotta that money, man
money, man
It's the same, now

on the corner, straight slangin' rocks
Aw, shit, here comes the cops
So I dash, I duck and I hides behind a
Makin' sure the muthafuckas see me

Now my fat of rocks, hell, yeah, I stuffed 'em
Police on my draws, I had to and yeah
It's still muthafuck 'em, now my is tight
as fuck is my game

Eazy-muthafuckin'-E or Eric it's all the same
Now, niggas trip on how I stacks my grip
I have it, bitch
For the love of this shit,

make that money, man
money, man
It's the same, now

When dough got me thugsta, ways
Down for my crime everytime, me down the nine nine
And you will find all of me
Check out the Ripsta, now, down

Run 'em up outta me hood, straight
I'm makin' me grip with a me click
Rollin' with Ruthless, the I be
Me put 'em in mud, 'em and pump blood

Got nothin' to lose, bitch, ya better Rip
Or ya best check this slug, it's goin' down
Steady pump and rounds, gunnin' with a me gang
Bang, make that money, man

It's still the same, steady runnin' wild
And me now, while I take ya up into a barrel of a gun, see
For the dub, done, for the bud, I run
For the of my money

down for my thang off in this thug game
So peep as me creep and me off
On the to back in the days
When niggas was bailin' with

And wanted to get paid, to my side,
nigga, Ripsta, both on the mission for money
You up the cash, oh, that was your ass
'Cause me and my nigga was

And, bitch, if you're stallin', you might catch one
To the and um, Bone raw doggin'
So just make this shit simple and run
To catch one nigga, me fill 'em bullets

And 'em in rivers, remember, me killa, now
For money, me dig ya six in a ditch and get richer
'Cause bitch, you were slippin', I'll cut ya, rip ya
buck ya down, steady robbin' and stealin', makin' a killin'

Nigga drugdealin', a million
Hustlin' drugs when the thugs be
For the money, these niggas be
Off in the cut, you find a nigga thuggin'

Off in and skullies and when I stick ya
And lick ya,
I get 'em up foe tha of $
Foe tha of $

Yeah, Bone in the house
For the nine-quats, nigga, yeah,
With Records in this bitch
My niggas, Layzie Bone, Bizzy Bone, Bone
And Flesh-n-Bone and I'm nigga, Krayzie Bone
In the muthafuckin'