[Intro - Man, (?) is tore up, y'knahmsayin? Shh, hop in the car, yo-yo-yo turn music down yeah, y'knahmsayin? Let's jack these niggaz for they got, y'knahmsayin? Heard these niggaz got some big paper on Dope sacks and all 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 of seconds we rich 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 rack to Hop the gate (hit 'em up!) to get away, this pack gon' catch us and a undercover G, ahh, our is from Texas Got the bombers, fuck the moto that niggaz smoke Got the weed that 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 could make 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 bitches doin dirty work, outta down (?) the work Come back wit our bread, break a nigga or hands (BIATCH!) That's the way I it, you know I love that shit The way I fucks a bitch and clock the
Because it's all about the money man [Daz] You can't get nuttin it [sung] It's all the money, money, money, money [Daz] That's 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 Said it's all about the money man [Daz] You can't get without it Said 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 dollars and mobile phones (yeah!) better the coke weed by the zones (the pound) Got a down ass bitch to help me get shit When times get rough at you know you can't trust no bitch my eye for them high, and a motherfucker tune it out Zulu's out, livin life homey, what it's all about Bustin niggaz, niggaz, fo' all out, respect niggaz down wit the tec, aww shit Maintainin bangin me mad, I do my thang Fly my in stadium style, from the gang Three-fifty-seven's, forty-fives, get the party Get the dumpin the that runnin for they lives (FUCKER!) Me and my in the town, slang dick deep Through twenty pieces, quarter pound to support the Whatchu need is we got from the break you me to your favorite block We be up shottin what's mine, tec wit a glock To let you know, motherfucker that it stop bills for a quarter mill', this life we live is way to real From rock to fuckin bitches 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 Swoopin through the to let you motherfuckers know (know) ..
[sung] .. that it's all about the man [Daz] Can't do without it [sung] It's all the money, money, money, money [Daz] (??) [sung] it's all about the money man [Daz] Can't be [sung] it's all about the money, money, money, money Yeah, 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 the money man [Daz] Can't be 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 nigga out there tryin to, jack on yo' ass Y'knahI'msayin? nuttin nice about these streets, y'knahmsayin? Every G out there for they selves, how it goes down, y'know? So check game, peep game so y'all understand It's all about money mayn, that chedder y'knahmsayin? Fuck these ass niggaz out there my niggaz!