gotta get back to the money, back to the money Back to the money, back to the money [Verse 3: B.G.] Yeah, it's back to the streets (streets) back to
Feragamis Killer shoe game these are just a pair of hamies ? I get up like QB's Na, she ain't stepped in blood, those are Lou B's We don't follow, unless
not give a fuck Tell Stella to move back, if she want Her Groove Back I get my young man on, then the young man gone Let's get money again, and even if
me I'm a throw it back atcha Clap at me I'm a clap back atcha Back atcha Back atcha Back atcha (Hooooooooooooooooooooooooooo) Back atcha Back atcha Back
rap niggas floppin Who talkin shit now? only Drake and Yay worth coppin I take a hiatus, spend a little time gamblin in Vegas Come back to back runnin
Sometimes I be in B K, with Fab on the freeway Lincoln continental and I copped it off on ebay I pop champ like its my b day, force power Under my hood
move back While I do B.I.G. and 'Pac impersonations on two tracks When I wake the dead, everybody remove hats We miss y'all, can I get a hand clap? Now back
Verse One: M.O.B.] Money Over Bitches, yeah Watch it, when I hop out, 38 and a knockout The studio on lockout like the day they let 'Pac out Back to drop
west, E serving ya Yayo You better lay low Cause the M.O.B. got some killers on the payroll I put a million dollar hit on you snitches Show you why we call ourselves Money
to pops nigga I listen to Kool G. Rap Went from hustlin sacks to heavy weight, shufflin crack Kids and preachers know me, young Game the O.G. Ask the
do or die [50 Cent:] Come on and give it to me baby [Verse 1: Snoop Dogg] When will you niggas ever learn That time is money and money gets yo ass
a do it The South gon' love it - chop it {SCREW IT} Slow it down, then bring it back up G-G-G U-NO! Nigga, it's Young Buck! [Verse 7: Young Buck] I'm
a hundred Crips Whenever I'm in New York (New York) Everybody wanna know why he got beef 'Cause in my dreams I talked to 'Pac and B.I.G. Got on the plane
' out My feary side, where we ride and we all fly high In the leer G5's, so twist ya fingers up and bang mufucka bang Get ya money up, this cane is what