[Intro - Man, nigga (?) is up, y'knahmsayin? Shh, hop in the car, yo-yo-yo turn music down Yeah yeah, Let's jack these for what they got, y'knahmsayin? Heard these niggaz got big paper on them Dope and all that shit Get the nigga, c'mon, let's 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 matter of seconds we Now all about kimo bricks, and fresh toxics to get is in the mix It ain't hard to tell my 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 catch us and a undercover G, ahh, our plates is from Got the bombers, fuck the moto that niggaz never Got the weed that when you a tote you gonna choke Out of town, we put it in a major way Never knew or had a clue that we could make major pay Load up by gettin step and never know who gon' get shady 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 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] Because it's all the money man [Daz] You get nuttin without it [sung] It's all about the money, money, money, [Daz] what the ballers got [sung] Said it's all about the man [Daz] Yeah, yeah, Said it's all about the money, money, money, money [Daz] Cash [sung] Said it's all about the man [Daz] You can't get without it [sung] Said it's all about the money, money, money, Get it, get it, get it [sung] Said 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 homes and mobile phones (yeah!) play the coke Smokin by the zones (the pound) Got a down ass to help me get through shit When get rough at times you know 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 all about Bustin niggaz, niggaz, fo' all out, respect Sprayin down wit the tec, aww shit Maintainin me mad, still I do my thang Fly my niggaz in stadium style, the gang Three-fifty-seven's, forty-fives, get the live Get the dumpin the that runnin for they lives (FUCKER!) Me and my in the town, slang dick deep twenty pieces, quarter pound to support the kings Whatchu need is we got the break you diss me to your 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 quarter mill', this life we is way to real From hustin rock to fuckin that's top knotch (biatch!) This fast made Shaq crazy, at actin outta control To let you know-know what the we rollin, ganja, ganja rolls through the streets to let you motherfuckers know (know) ..
[sung] .. that it's all the money man [Daz] do nuttin without it [sung] It's all the money, money, money, money Yeah (??) [sung] Said all about the money man [Daz] Can't be [sung] Said it's all the money, money, money, money Yeah, yeah, yeah [sung] Said all about the money man [Daz] Money, money, money [sung] Said it's all the money, money, money, money [Daz] scrilla [sung] Said all about the money man [Daz] be cheap [sung] Said it's all about the money, money, money, Money, money
[Outro - Yeah, your motherfuckin head up and watch yo' back Cause you go some nigga out there tryin to, jack on yo' ass Ain't nuttin nice about these 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 that money mayn, that chedder y'knahmsayin? Fuck these ass niggaz out there my niggaz!