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And niggas don't be tripping, don't
Be doin no drive-bys
Cause we don't gangbang, don't wear blue or red
We like that fucking green and paper's what I said
Big
you be seein' out your window
Yo, I be seein' out my window gunshots everyday
Man, yo, I see sex money and drugs too
But, yo, tell 'em how duke said
Called my nigga Tec, he must be with Yella chillin'
Writin' some rhymes, or bout to do a killin'
But fuck that, money's on my mind, I'm bout to buck
you be seein' out your window
Yo, I be seein' out my window gunshots everyday
Man, yo, I see sex money and drugs too
But, yo, tell 'em how duke said
the dozens
I got money by the ton
Just ain't nobody better
Heaven knows that I'm the one
And it's all because of something
That I didn't learn in school
bodies from my temper creeping on me
That's from me cuttin' 'em off and being home all by my lonely
Bricks and bales
I prefer that chopper, it's gon'
[Chorus]
Throwing money in the air like I don't really care
Yeah standing on the chair like I don't really care
Got bitches by the pair, I'm
everything
some red bottoms and some more shit, baby,Psyche
If I gave a fuck about a bitch, I'd probably have a baby by now
I'm always tryna see if it's
[Bridge]
1 for the money, 2 for the thugs
3 for the projects, 4 for the love
y'all gimme my rifle, we moving by bus
And if ya moving too fast they'll get
on the wing, just know mummy raised a king
Grind 'til money ain't a thing, you became a boss and brought all these bruddas in
Live by loyalty and honour, same
back in time,
Now I'm 13 smokin' blunts, makin' green,
Or on the drug scene, fuck the football team,
Risk it, ruptured spleens, by the age of 16,
Yeah, I go by the name of Cassidy the Hustler
And I brought two of my niggaz with me
And we about to shut the industry down
Ayo Wheezy let's get
me
Spend all your time and your money just to find out that my love was free
So don't act like it's a bad thing to fall in love with me, me
It's not
Play by my rules, and fuck the plan!
Money on my mind saw these haters in a way
Having conversation with the paper every day
I ain't talking short
a bet I turn the ace up, $hort and Jay, what
Verse two: Too $hort
I never stop making money dont give 'em no slack
Drinking dirty motherf**kers til
money, fuck these punks
Road rules I swim in the dirt, I stay in some skirt
I hit where it hurts, I ride or die for my turf
I ride or die for Makaveli
focus
I'm making money moves mandatory
In a discussion my past records tell a story
Picture niggas we rushing and still busting
Til the cops come
losin' my focus
I´m makin' money moves mandatory
In a discussion my past records tell a story
Picture niggaz we rushin' and still bustin'
Til
up, paint it up
That's what Cash Money do when they go and buy somethin'
Nigga, spend it up, drink it up, throw it up
That's the Cash Money motto, we
Screamin', "Outlaw," bustin' on my enemy's block (West Side, motherfucker)
Educated on these cold streets
Gettin' money makin' dummies out the police, ain't
how I do that
By the thug way, package and transportin' the drug way
Only means of makin' a livin', the Crip and Blood way
I'm on grates when i'm
was so enticed
By niggas like slick money and ice
We figure prison it should come with the light
Along with losin' your life
And there were no way
'cause I got to get the money
Get the platinum fund to pay
But I'm ah be ah thinkin' 'bout my niggaz
When I got ta do sum flippin', if a nigga ain't got
Boi . . .
[Layzie]
Mind of a souljah, mind of a souljah, release and feel me
Everybody by now should know my label, my thugsta
These things guidin'
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