[Intro - Man, nigga (?) is up, knahmsayin? Shh, hop in the car, yo-yo-yo turn that music Yeah-yeah, jack these niggaz for what they got, knahmsayin? Heard these niggaz got some big on them Dope sacks and all shit Get the gauge nigga, c'mon, go, we out!
It's another bad day in the My clientele's doin small, my profits nuttin good Hit a couple licks (hit 'em up!) in a of seconds we rich Now it's all kimo bricks, and fresh toxics to get is in the mix It ain't to tell my clientele by makin mayor but fuck the cops and these feds tryin to take this to jail Hop the gate (hit 'em up!) to get away, this pack ain't gon' us and a G, ahh, our plates is from Texas Got the bombers, fuck the moto that niggaz never Got the weed that when you take a tote you gonna Out of town, we put it down in a way Never or had a clue that we could make some major pay Load up by step and never know who gon' get shady doin business So we slept in powder box and hot, snitches and fiends, and cops, niggaz shit hot, so we relocate the spot We got some bitches doin work, outta down (?) the work back wit our bread, break a nigga or some hands (BIATCH!) That's the way I love it, you know I love that The way I a bitch and clock the green
[sung] Because it's all the money man [Daz] You can't get without it [sung] all about the money, money, money, money [Daz] what the ballers got Said it's all about the money man [Daz] Yeah, yeah, [sung] Said it's all about the money, money, money, Cash dollar [sung] Said all about the money man [Daz] You can't get without it [sung] it's all about the money, money, money, money Get it, get it, get it [sung] Said all about the money man Aww [sung] Said it's all the money, money, money, money Run it, run it, run it
Fresh broads and hundred thousand dollars homes and mobile phones (yeah!) better play the Smokin by the zones (the pound) Got a down ass bitch to help me get through When times get rough at times you know you can't no bitch Keep my eye for them high, and a tune it out out, livin life homey, that's what it's all about Bustin niggaz, niggaz, fo' all out, respect Sprayin niggaz wit the tec, aww shit Maintainin me mad, still I do my thang Fly my niggaz in style, from the gang Three-fifty-seven's, forty-fives, get the party Get the dumpin the niggaz that runnin for lives (FUCKER!) Me and my potnahs in the town, slang dick Through twenty pieces, pound to support the kings Whatchu is what we got from the break you diss me to your block We be settin up shottin what's mine, tec wit a To let you know, motherfucker that it don't Makin bills for a quarter mill', this we live is way to real hustin rock to fuckin bitches that's top knotch (biatch!) This fast life Shaq crazy, at actin outta control To let you what the fuck we rollin, ganja, ganja rolls Swoopin the streets to let you motherfuckers know (know) ..
[sung] .. that it's all about the man Can't do nuttin without it [sung] all about the money, money, money, money [Daz] (??) Said it's all about the money man [Daz] be cheap [sung] Said all about the money, money, money, money [Daz] Yeah, yeah, [sung] Said it's all about the man Money, money, cash money [sung] Said it's all about the money, money, money, Cash scrilla [sung] it's all about the money man [Daz] Can't be Said it's all about the money, money, money, money [Daz] Money,
[Outro - Yeah, keep your motherfuckin up and watch yo' back Cause everywhere you go some nigga out tryin to, jack on yo' ass Y'knahI'msayin? Ain't nuttin nice about streets, y'knahmsayin? Every G out there for they selves, how it goes down, y'know? So y'all check game, game so y'all understand It's all about that mayn, that chedder y'knahmsayin? Fuck these ass niggaz out there my nigga!