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[intro: la the darkman, (dj & puff)]
Yeah. yeah. one. two.
Yeah. yeah. yeah. (oh)
Time for cat get his money.
Ya'nah'mean? just stroll alone.
(havin money, money)
life. (havin money)

[la the
Yo, yo, is hard, so I dedicate to god
Mad cats coke, tryin not to starve
Young girls vagina from jersey to carolina
Saw do it, she learned it as a minor
In poverty, life is short
Kids rob spots, push or play sports
In projects, single parents and techs
Islam, bass-heads and welfare
I'm to eat, pushin wide-bodied whip through the streets
My whole fleet is wolves as sheep
In society, the poor in america are
Untrained, like the children in israel
First since men spoke hebrew
Now niggaz brew, guzzle lucefer stew
Young e, eleven, got a three-fifty-seven
And said he drugs by day 'cause havin cream was heaven

[chorus x2: dj rogers &
young thugs do for money
What thugs do for money

[la the
Yo, niggaz keep eyein me, my is like administer society
I'm old dog, fake thugs think of tryin me
Sorry, I'm the in this concrete safari
My niggaz been in and out of since atari
The street is the only life I know
trees, v12, my medallion glow
And I'm always gotti, but cats know me
My peoples run the island on and the coney
I keep the new fresh, planned clark's tony
I'm married to my guns in holy
With street raps, all the bullshit, you that
Rhyme for my niggaz on the corner that keep
Since cats, niggaz incarcerated
All due to allah 'cause I made it

x2]

[la the
Yo, yo, yo, yo, as an adolestant, I grew up
With a for jewelry, clothes and metal weapons
Based on the streets, life about cream and
Cells the chip, big guns and big clips
A dime piece to strip and more bricks to
novel, my lex shines like the apollo
La songs, philosphies is a street
It's policticians, catholics and
who don't listen, on riker's pissin
Life, can't play cee-lo two dice
And you go hell just to come out right
'cause we go hell just to come out right

x4]

[outro: dj & puff]
Thugs that get that money (get money)
Don't let change you (don't let it change you)
(no, no, no, no) thugs that get that (ohhh)
Money, don't let change you (don't let it change you)
(ohh, no, no, don't let change you)
(I'm tellin you, don't let it you)
(do you want the dollar? got to the money)
(uh, got to the money)
(ain't the problem...)