People ask me how do you You got to your mind on money (T H U G) Don't let the snakes ever you for ya change Nigga, let 'em how much you want it
People ask me how do you You got to keep your on money (T H U G) Don't let the snakes ever short you for ya Nigga, let 'em know how much you it
1993, hooked up with Eazy E 1994, through the door with the bone flow Nigga was creepin' on a up, doin' it for the love of money 1995 we really let 'em know, Cleveland is the city where we from
styles muthafuckas never heard before But we got our props we dropped that said song, see you at the crossroad But the man know, Eazy runnin' the lost souls, rest in peace
was 1996, we back in the mix I guess they thought we'd gon' quit but we got love for this shit But started changin', business rearrangin' Then the time bone and ruthless wasn't vibin'
to keep my mind together through that industry shit Somehow I'm feelin' like what I deserve I get But I'ma stick it out, believe I'ma my head up And show my loyalty for E, even though I'm fed up
1997 hey, everybody grab ya weapon, the art of war It don't stop, it won't stop until we drop, body Not to mention when we through the family scriptures nigga, still strugglin'
Tryna get some money with this mastermind I'm Sharpen up ya mentality And by the 2000 I'll be thuggin' but so I'm [unverified] I gotta get some money, blast if I get So if you read i done flipped, then you know the story, about me
ask me how do you maintain You got to keep mind on money (T H U G) Don't let the snakes ever you for ya change Nigga, let 'em know how much you it
a good look into my eyes and all over my face your bloody death With a bloody bloody, mess, I'm you none the less [Unverified] crazy muthafucka From the most dangerous group
Mo thugs nation, [unverified] on life absolutely what I'm gon' do Blast at them niggas who thought knew me Now I'm that that be [unverified], the nigga that bust all y'all
My mission in life to be the coldest nigga ever spit shit on the mic I'm comin' in smooth, this Hip-Hop music just the way you like Tellin' all biters to please tryin' Let it go fry fool, when I make my move, all gonna die
Split up and fry, open his [unverified] pop one through his head Oh my, oh my, now what you made me do, this nigga dead It ain't my fault, you too soft, ain't got no skill
Now through the [unverified] stop steel Y'all some fake-thug livin' tryna get notice by hangin' with No need to say no names, niggas know who the you are We all true sound, nigga united gatherin' souls, how we
And that's love for the paper, foldin', I saw these But I had my nah, nigga that's my nuts [unverified] touch that And then he hesitate to buck for the love
You can't dust on these bustas, so die They only got love for those who me In the meanwhile I main to keepin' my on my money And no, this that we spit ain't funny Especially you hungry, nigga With no hustle, nigga, to get funds
People ask me how do you You got to your mind on money (T H U G) Don't let the snakes short you for ya change Nigga, let 'em know how you want it
In '91 I'm runnin' from the fuckin' cops, don't ya it That bitch was tryna' find a hidin' spot, he it niggas that'd had no pussy Said that would read or get to L.A.
And went cannibal on 'em, either Smokin' reefer, niggas know how I'm livin' 'Cause I was children when y'all was lookin' for women But mine aside, so why you your same [unverified]
When niggas ain't have shit, me who's the one that ride We ride ride though, you can call me Mr. Murda-Mo Get [unverified], burn the whole store all by myself [unverified] for fuckin' with the flow
Heaven and Earth, God and my loved one and ya gotta And what you want my to hear, that I'm a fuckin' sell-out? But who's the one on solo shit and who me the hell out? I'll bail out with a [unverified], that makes me change
Or expansion on the mansion or acres in the range Shootin' thangs, it don't you a villain (Shootin' thangs) The is chillin' with his children Bitch, I keeps it
People ask me how do you You got to your mind on money (T H U G) let the snakes ever short you for ya change Nigga, let 'em know how you want it
I keep my mind on my money, my on my mind A straight up soldier in the field out pushin' my line designed a gold crime as I'm racin' through this obstacle 007, Bone, knew it was possible
Got shot, got out the hospital, started on my Listen, nigga pay Oh, and did I mention, had a tape I crept on a come up, of death
Blessin' 40 O-Z's, lay and leatherface and Z's [unverified] Niggas wonder why my mind on my money Nigga these bitches all up on me and half the industry like this nigga, i don't even fuck around
If a nigga ain't got no money for lay, I'll come Ain't it funny how turn funny-style When they think they fall in trinkets, even ran a mile See my doin' a damn thing, flesh
Trues humbly united gatherin' souls, to let you know movie, yours truly, Mr. Gambini it's the and next to the baddest, Little Stevie And you ask me how i maintain
I watch my niggas rule, act a and ace the game Mo thug one, witness the scriptures Mo two, family reunion comin' to get ya Mo thug three, presentation of the Niggas on some other shit, by smoke and
People ask me how do you You got to keep your on money (T H U G) Don't let the snakes short you for ya change Nigga, let 'em know how you want it