[Intro - Man, nigga (?) is tore up, Shh, hop in the car, turn that music down Yeah yeah, Let's jack niggaz for what they got, y'knahmsayin? these niggaz got some big paper on them Dope sacks and all that Get the nigga, c'mon, let's go, we out!
It's bad day in the hood My doin small, my profits ain't 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 hard to tell my clientele by makin but fuck the cops and these feds to take this rack to jail Hop the gate (hit 'em up!) to get away, this ain't gon' catch us and a undercover G, ahh, our plates is from 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 in a major way Never knew or had a clue that we make some major pay up by Rucker's gettin step and never know who get shady doin business So we never slept in powder box and hot, and fiends, and cops, makin niggaz hot, so we relocate the spot We got bitches doin dirty 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 love shit The way I fucks a and clock the green
[sung] Because it's all about the man [Daz] You get nuttin without it [sung] It's all the money, money, money, money [Daz] That's what the got Said it's all about the money man [Daz] Yeah, yeah, [sung] it's all about the money, money, money, money Cash dollar [sung] Said it's all about the 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 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 high, and a motherfucker tune it out Zulu's out, livin life homey, that's what it's all Bustin niggaz, dustin niggaz, fo' all out, Sprayin down wit the tec, aww shit Maintainin bangin me mad, still I do my Fly my niggaz in stadium style, the gang Three-fifty-seven's, forty-fives, get the party Get the dumpin the niggaz that for they lives (FUCKER!) Me and my potnahs in the town, dick deep Through twenty pieces, pound to support the kings Whatchu need is we got from the break you diss me to favorite block We be up shottin what's mine, tec wit a glock To let you know, motherfucker it don't stop Makin bills for a mill', this life we live is way to real From hustin rock to fuckin bitches top knotch (biatch!) This fast made Shaq crazy, at actin outta control To let you know-know what the fuck we rollin, ganja, ganja Swoopin through the to let you motherfuckers know (know) ..
[sung] .. that all about the money man [Daz] do nuttin 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 [Daz] Yeah, yeah, Said it's all about the money man [Daz] Money, money, money Said it's all about the money, money, money, money [Daz] scrilla [sung] Said it's all about the man [Daz] be cheap Said it's all about the money, money, money, money [Daz] Money,
[Outro - Yeah, keep motherfuckin head up and watch yo' back Cause everywhere you go some nigga out there tryin to, on yo' ass Y'knahI'msayin? Ain't nuttin nice about these streets, Every G out there for selves, that's how it goes down, y'know? So y'all game, peep game so y'all understand It's all about money mayn, that chedder y'knahmsayin? Fuck these sucker ass niggaz out my niggaz!