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