[Intro - Man, (?) is tore up, y'knahmsayin? Shh, hop in the car, turn that music down yeah, y'knahmsayin? Let's jack niggaz for what they got, y'knahmsayin? these niggaz got some big paper on them Dope and all that 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 matter of we rich Now it's all about kimo bricks, and toxics to get is in the mix It ain't hard to tell my by makin mayor but fuck the cops and these feds to take this rack to jail Hop the gate (hit 'em up!) to get away, this pack ain't gon' us and a undercover G, ahh, our plates is Texas Got the bombers, fuck the moto 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 clue that we could some major pay Load up by step and never know who gon' get shady doin business So we never in powder box and hot, snitches and fiends, and cops, makin niggaz hot, so we relocate the spot We got some bitches doin work, outta down (?) the work Come wit our bread, break a nigga or some 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 all about the money man [Daz] You can't get nuttin it [sung] all about the money, money, money, money [Daz] That's what the got [sung] Said it's all the money man Yeah, yeah, yeah [sung] Said it's all about the money, money, money, Cash dollar [sung] Said it's all about the man [Daz] You get nuttin without it [sung] it's all about the money, money, money, money Get it, get it, get it [sung] it's all about the money man Aww [sung] it's all about the money, money, money, money Run it, run it, run it
Fresh broads and five hundred thousand homes and phones (yeah!) better play the coke Smokin by the zones (the pound) Got a down ass bitch to me get through shit When times get rough at you know you can't trust no bitch Keep my eye for high, and a motherfucker tune it out Zulu's out, livin homey, that's what it's all about Bustin niggaz, dustin niggaz, fo' all out, Sprayin niggaz down wit the tec, aww Maintainin bangin me mad, 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 runnin for they (FUCKER!) Me and my potnahs in the town, slang dick Through twenty pieces, quarter to support 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 Makin bills for a quarter mill', life we live is way to real From hustin rock to fuckin bitches top knotch (biatch!) This fast life made 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 all about the money man [Daz] do nuttin without it [sung] all about the money, money, money, money [Daz] (??) [sung] Said it's all about the 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] it's all about the money man [Daz] Can't be [sung] Said it's all the money, money, money, money [Daz] Money,
- Daz] Yeah, your 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? G out there for they selves, that's how it goes down, y'know? So y'all check game, peep game so y'all all about that money mayn, that chedder y'knahmsayin? Fuck sucker ass niggaz out there my niggaz!