Lyrics:
Uh, uh, world wide mob figgaz (who we?)
World wide mob figgaz (yeah, yeah, O-U-T-L-A-W-Z)
World wide mob figgaz (who we?)
Uh, world wide mob
the money we want were locked out
That's why I run with them Harlem World niggaz
And everybody I'm runnin' with is the highest paid in what we do
That's why
underground.
See us 6 feet under ground
It doesn't matter what those morons say
[Chorus]
It's Murda I N see Uh
The world is calling me
My demons haunt
I mean, that type of green can even be seen by the blind
To be real it’s a dangerous climb up the mountain of mula thats filled with traps and boobies
to the top, taking the world of hip hop
By dropping the right words right where it's hot
Where are you now
Somewhere on your couch
Dancing by yourself
While
It's September in New York City
Days shorten and their balmy evenings
Populate piano-bars with jaded journalists
Wordsmiths of world-weary wisdom
talking Water Street
And yeah I come from A-Town, that city that's golden
And you know we got that Spam brand that keeps the money flowin' (it's flowin')
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
Take your focus off the money and follow your heart
It's the only way to feel alive and not fall apart
Don't let the riches of the world rule your
What would you do if you could do the unbelievable?
Once you rule the world, every girl will wanna be with you
First, I get the money, then I get
bitches
You need some motherfuckin' money
Get your mind right, nigga, keep your game tight
Play right, play by the rules and you'll get paid, fuck
fuckin' totin', nah, bitch don't test me
If I don't answer my phone, hoe, you better not text me
I thank God for all this fuckin' money, yeah, he blessed me
I'm still burning duct tape.)
Bitch!
Nigga, this rap shit slow?
I'll be back selling blow
Posted right there by the store
Selling narcotics for
to try
'Cause girls rule the world
Got special powers money can't buy
Never gonna quit, can't be denied
'Cause girls rule the world
Girls rule
chains this ain’t the college rules
I just run the play call an audible run the option too
My pencil walking on a thin line, this shit is college ruled
My
Maybe you could rule the world
Make sure yo money stacked
Go get the bag Nigga
ADHD in all caps
No cappin' hard rap
They salty like some hardtack
I
baby) You don't
Need no motherfuckin' bitches
You need some motherfuckin' money
Get your mind right nigga
Keep your game tight
Play right play by
figa sey we we no get style
We came in this game took it by surprise
Jigsaw the dream team better realize
We gon rule the world
Nigga we gon rule
We
faith there's a better way
Don't just sell your soul
Money, money, money makes the world go down
You see me out here i'm making these moves
But the money
Di-di-digits rule everything around me
(Digits rule everything around me
Dream, get the money
Dollars but no sense y'all
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12)
"CREAM"
You know cash rules, homie
What you going to do, homie?
Dollar and a dream
Dalla what you need
Reap what you spread
Money in the seeds
Rest in
it gave me all away
I rolled up the tent top up and rolled away
I smell like money lit though the state
Go in my closet first to throw away
I'm
The things them do
Them be African
Africa too strong
Africa be great
Among all the continents
Africa, lion of the world
Africa the best, e dey rule the world
that money over your family cause they were there when you didn't have any
And they'll still be there when you have plenty (oh yeah)
Watch out for
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