[Intro - Man, (?) is tore up, y'knahmsayin? Shh, hop in the car, yo-yo-yo turn that down yeah, y'knahmsayin? Let's jack niggaz for what they got, y'knahmsayin? Heard these niggaz got big paper on them sacks and all that shit Get the nigga, c'mon, let's go, we out!
It's bad day in the hood My clientele's doin small, my profits ain't nuttin Hit a couple licks (hit 'em up!) in a matter of seconds we Now it's all about bricks, and fresh toxics to get is in the mix It hard to tell my clientele by makin mayor but fuck the cops and these tryin to take this rack to jail Hop the gate (hit 'em up!) to get away, this pack ain't catch us and a G, ahh, our plates is from Texas Got the bombers, the moto that niggaz never smoke Got the weed that when you a tote you gonna choke Out of town, we put it down in a way Never knew or had a that we could make some major pay Load up by gettin step and never know who gon' get doin business So we slept in powder box and hot, snitches and fiends, and cops, makin niggaz shit hot, so we relocate the We got some bitches doin work, outta down (?) the work Come back wit our bread, break a nigga or hands (BIATCH!) That's the way I love it, you know I that shit The way I fucks a bitch and the green
Because 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 it's all the money man Yeah, yeah, yeah [sung] Said it's all the money, money, money, money Cash dollar [sung] Said all about the money man You can't get nuttin without it [sung] Said all about the money, money, money, money Get it, get it, get it [sung] Said it's all 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 mobile (yeah!) better play the coke Smokin by the zones (the pound) Got a down ass bitch to help me get through When times get rough at times you you can't trust no bitch Keep my eye for high, and a motherfucker tune it out Zulu's out, livin life homey, that's what it's all Bustin niggaz, niggaz, fo' all out, respect Sprayin niggaz wit the tec, aww shit Maintainin bangin me mad, still I do my 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, dick deep Through twenty pieces, quarter pound to the kings need is what 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 stop Makin bills for a quarter mill', life we live is way to real hustin rock to fuckin bitches that's top knotch (biatch!) This fast life made Shaq crazy, at actin control To let you know-know what the we rollin, ganja, ganja rolls Swoopin the streets to let you motherfuckers know (know) ..
[sung] .. that all about the money man [Daz] Can't do nuttin it It's all about the money, money, money, money [Daz] (??) [sung] Said all about the money man [Daz] be cheap [sung] Said it's all the money, money, money, money [Daz] Yeah, yeah, [sung] Said all about the money man [Daz] Money, money, cash [sung] Said all about the money, money, money, money [Daz] Cash [sung] Said it's all about the man [Daz] Can't be [sung] it's all about the money, money, money, money Money, money
[Outro - Yeah, keep motherfuckin head up and watch yo' back Cause everywhere you go some nigga out there 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, peep game so understand It's all that money mayn, that chedder y'knahmsayin? Fuck sucker ass niggaz out there my niggaz!