All For Tha Ca$h (Explicit) - Gang Starr
Lyrics by：Chris Martin/Keith Elam
Composed by：Chris Martin/Keith Elam
Take the money never have to run
To run
To run
Take the money never have to run
To run
To run
Take the money never have to run
To run
To run
Here's how it goes
All for the cash man niggaz'll be ready to blast man
Mad hoes 'll be quick to give up the a*s man
Traitors they'll be robbing your stash man
Don't wanna end up like the last man
If the price is right niggaz can get trife awright
They plot and they scheme all day and all night
And they might even get elaborate enough
To plan the illest kind of crime f**k the average stuff
Like this chick who was kickin' it with this baller
Pretendin' that she loved him only really loved dollars
Holla'd at his man so they could rendezvous
Said to his man forget him I'm fond of you
So after the screw she put him down with her plan
The utmost betrayal this n***a's down with her man
But the sex changed everything
They conspired to snake him
Talked about the best time
And best way they could take him
While in bed she told him just
Where her man kept his dough
She said yo tonight he's 'bout to cop some blow
And I know there's at least fifty grand to show
Bring a gat wear a mask
And come through the window
I'll leave it open for you he won't never know
So run in grab the money later on you
And I can flow
If we do this s**t right he won't fight
Break out with the cash and stay your a*s out of sight
So the n***a sat back but little did he know
He was about to ruin his life over a silly h*e
And really though the whole s**t went wrong
'Cause when he came through
The window and pulled out it was on
Money they was gon' rob was high on some s**t
Dukes with the mask told him run your s**t
He said f**k that s**t so they tussled and s**t
Then blaow the burner spit and the chick's man got hit
He died his man had no loyalty
She's locked up as an accessory
His man's doin' life what a tragedy
All for the cash man
Never have to run to run
To run to run to run
