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

Gotta get on the grind, pop in the of my nine
And bitch, if you slip, you hit the
And fall in the
Gotta get mine, takin' no shorts or no losses

Hop on the phone, callin' my nigga, Sin, at
Polishin' the chrome
Gotta lick, we can hit, so bring shit
'Cause once again, it's on to the with a fifth of
(Burb)
My wig to the curb, so we

And rolled out to up the triple-six thug
And follow the murder for the dope house
jump outta me bong, so high, now comin'
To slay four grenades and a gauge

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

Buck, and a kabloom, me blew
All them bodies all the room, them doomed
And gotta move fast, why? The comin'
Snatch up me yummy, so nigga, think it's funny
I'm comin' up in the nine-quat, 'cause
Flesh be lovin' this money, money

I'm givin' up to the hustlas, all them St.Clair thugstas
Makin' that money, stayin' on your
And you better believe gotta that cheese
For the green leaves, never me sleep

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

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

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

Gotta get that on
though 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 a tree
Makin' sure the don't see me

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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