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Foe tha love of
Gotta make that money
Man
That money
Man
It's still the same
Now
Foe the love of money
Gotta make that money man
It's still the same now
Foe the love of money
Gotta make that money man
It's still the same now
Foe the love of money
Gotta make that money man
It's still the same now
Gotta get on the grind
Pop in the clip of my nine
And b***h
If you slip
You hit the chalk
And fall in the nighttime
Gotta get mine
Ain't takin' no shorts or no losses
Hop on the phone
Callin' my n***a
Sin
At home
Polishin' the mac 10 chrome
Gotta lick
We can hit
So bring your s**t
'Cause once again
It's on to the dome with a fifth of
Burb
My wig to the curb
So we swerve
And rolled out to pick up the triple six thug
And follow the murder for robbin' the d**e house
Smoke jump outta me bong
So high
Now comin'
To slay with four grenades and a gauge
I'm a play
Watch all 'em fall in the grave and lay
Pullin' in the driveway
Wish spotted the place
And quickly rolled up
Bulldozed through the livin' room
Hopped out of the car and started to blow up
Buck
Buck and a kabloom
Me blew
All them bodies all over the room
Them doomed
And gotta move fast
Why
The po po's comin'
Snatch up me yummy
So n***a
Don't think it's funny
I'm comin' up quick in the nine quat
'Cause
Flesh be lovin' this money
This money
I'm givin' up love to the hustlas
All them st
Clair thugstas
Makin' that money
Stayin' on your feet
And you better believe gotta have that cheese
For the green leaves
Never catch me sleep
Stay on the grind
Get mine
Stayin' down for my crime
And I hit up the nine nine
Givin' up that 1lello
Makin' me sale
Twenties
Nickels and dimes
Beat up and stick up a lick up
That two eleven
Gotta get what's mine
Then bailin'
Me kickin' up dust
I'm trailin'
Feelin' one eight seven
That's how it is and I gotsta have it in the nine quat
Mission
To check a mill and still be real
Thuggin' on the glock glock
Creepin' on a come up
Won't sleep 'til I'm done up
Gotta blaze me blunt up
Hunt up another plot and scheme
Gotta make some green
'Cause soldiers nut up
What up
Gotta get that business on
Even though the buddah run me
Stun me
Feelin' lovely but I'm just in it for the
Foe tha love of
Foe tha love of
Gotta make that money
Man
That money
Man
It's still the same
Now
Foe the love of money
Gotta make that money man
It's still the same now
Foe the love of money
Gotta make that money man
It's still the same now
Foe the love of money
Gotta make that money man
It's still the same now
Standin' on the corner
Straight slangin' rocks
Aw
S**t
Here comes the muthaf**kin' cops
So I dash
I duck and I hides behind a tree
Makin' sure the muthaf**kas don't see me
Now my fat sack of rocks
Hell
Yeah
I stuffed 'em
Police on my draws
I had to pause and yeah
It's still muthaf**k 'em
Now my game is tight
Tight as f**k is my game
Eazy muthaf**kin' e or eric wright it's all the same
Now
N***as might trip on how I stacks my grip
I gotta have it
B***h
For the love of this s**t
Muthaf**ka
Gotta make that money
Man
That money
Man
It's still the same
Now
Foe the love of money
Gotta make that money man
It's still the same now
Foe the love of money
Gotta make that money man
It's still the same now
When dough got me thugsta
Thuggish ways
Down for my crime everytime
Follow me down the nine nine
And you will find all of me kind
Check out the ripsta
Now
Drop down
Run 'em up outta me hood
Rip's straight
When I'm makin' me grip with a me click
Rollin' with ruthless
The thug I be
Me put 'em in mud
Buck 'em and pump blood
Got nothin' to lose
B***h
Ya better respect rip
Or ya best just check this slug
It's goin' down
Steady pump and peel rounds
Gunnin' with a me gang
Bang
Gotta make that money
Man
It's still the same
Steady runnin' thangs wild
And follow me now
While I take ya up into a barrel of a gun
See
For the dub
You're done
For the bud
I run
For the love of my money
N***a down for my thang off in this thug game
So peep as me creep and me crawlin' off
On the mission to back in the days
When n***as was bailin' with sawed offs
And wanted to get paid
Runnin' to my side
Lil' n***a
Ripsta
Both on the mission for money
You give up the cash
Oh
That was your a*s
'Cause me and my n***a was hungry
And
B***h
If you're stallin'
You might just catch one
To the temple and um
Bone raw doggin'
So n***a just make this s**t simple and run
To catch one n***a
Me fill 'em with bullets
And dump 'em in rivers
Remember
Me killa
Now
For money
Me dig ya six feet in a ditch and get richer
'Cause b***h
You were slippin'
I'll cut ya
Then rip ya
Then buck ya down
Steady robbin' and stealin'
Makin' a killin'
N***a d**gdealin'
Needin' a million
Hustlin' d**gs when the thugs be chillin'
For the money
These n***as be sellin'
Off in the cut
Where you find a n***a thuggin'
Off in braids and skullies and when I stick ya
And lick ya
Remember
I get 'em up foe tha love of
Foe tha love of
Yeah
Bone in the muthaf**kin' house
For the nine quats
N***a
Yeah
Rollin'
With ruthless records in this b***h
My n***as
Layzie bone
Bizzy bone
Wish bone
And flesh n bone and I'm that n***a
Krayzie bone
In the muthaf**kin' house
By og
