around like I got a S on my chest That be that cash money piece cold restin' the dead That be that cash money, c-c-cash money Be that cash money, c-c-cash money
What, wha, wha, wha, wha What, wha, wha, wha, wha Cash Money Millionaires So take it there Yellow Viper, yellow Hummer, Yellow Benz Yellow PT Cruiser
/Modified Chorus: Fredro Starr These streets is tryin to kill me That's why I keep a Mac-Mil this shit is real to me This shit is deadly, this ghetto
you're suckin' souls ; robin' breath & your greed's a blasphemy you're profitin' from misery where will all this madness end when the money burns ; cities
through my Prada frames got me paid watch me mane I?m cocky slave with this Rocky chain I got I got my fames cluttered with this bud and this name
she love me 'cause I'm riding on dubs Money can't, money can't buy me trust But my money is attracted to the backstabbers Money bring, money bring plenty
Cent) It ain't easy to make money (Whoo) So now everybody wanna take money (Uh huh, uh huh) You ain't a thug, matter fact you a fake money (Take money
Chorus - Ace Hood] I'ma ride for my city, grind for my city Dare you to fuck with me, the 9 resides with me Ayo! I'm so 9 to 5 4, the heart of my city
ordinaire Make it more severe, lockin' shit down all this year Nowhere to go from here, but the top of this sphere Nuttin' stoppin' us here, we lockin' this
severe, lockin' shit down all this year Nas: {Verse Four} Nowhere to go from here, but the top of this sphere Nuttin' stoppin' us here, we lockin' this
you feel and deal wit this 'Cause I'm dangerous, I come real wit this And packing and strapping, it goes along wit the rapping By any means necessary, you can't get buried
on 'em like Tae Bo, then he clap on 'em like bravo Throw sacks on 'em like y'all hoes, got racks on 'em like tight hoes Young Money, Cash Money so strong
Intro: [Tash] Likwit Crew baby We bout to take this one ghetto, ghetto Universal universe The solar system, the solar system This is goin' out to The
The Game talking] What the fuck is all this noise? He from Cali he can't rap He ain't better than this nigga That's my favorite artist Fuck y'all
give me reason to have a hundred thou cash brought down to the present, Ima make bail money this rap shit is a monopoly and I got property, that's get out of jail money
so nasty, amateur pole dancin' Come and get this cash from me, they call me 'Rain Man' She tried to rain dance, money so long, it will drown you, girl Buried
leave you tired up Money and murder, I pop a sherm stick Niggas tend to bring the drama when I bury your dick But I'm hardcore, ready to kill shit up
fatten our pockets Us niggaz hustle for the cash so it's hard to knock it Everybody got they own thang, currency chasin' Worldwide through the hard times, warrior faces Shed tears as we bury