it blown like Al Capone Take it slow nigga, it's for the young niggaz He's the downest G I've ever known As a young nigga He's the kind of G like everybody
they start, cuz it's all about survival Just stay smart Keep your mind on your bank roll always stay ahead of these stank hos These days It's an all
Since a youngster, been money hungry, moved in One's five's and ten's was funny money So I sets my sights bigger, four figures or mo' Real ni**a fo' sho
White [Stretch] And we got the workers choppin rock, Benz by the flock And we gettin it, the dirty cops are jealous so they sweatin it I'm lettin off
like mustard Trust it, my hardcore rain leaves you rusted Move over Lucifer, I'm more ruthless, huh Leave your toothless, you'll kibbitz, I'll flip it
no fuckin' reason. You prayin' for a Benz, it's a blessin' you breathin' It's a miracle that God gave me this tech now I'm eatin'! Cop it! Chop it! Profit
and bought Tyson's crib Got Bentley's, Ferrari's, and all that shit He don't even come through to try and help niggaz out That's the bullshit see what
alive, what a beautiful feelin', I put my vest on right after I put on my drawers, It's a habit I'm always prepared for war, See my life's like some shit
It's 50 I'm so real You ain't seen Nothin' realer Ice crack dealer I click clack For the scrilla I'm heartless Ssomething like A cold blooded killer I'm filthy, dirty
4 Me, Nigga Show Da Money. 50 Cent: U Mean That Bigg Money.. Not That Lil Money..That's Ma Nigga Yay I Know He Kill For Me Hook: (South Siiiiiiiiiiide
me an say, THAT'S HIM, that's that bastard, an as soon as you start runnin up like it's hurtin ya, it's when I fuck ya fasta, don't really wanna be like
nigga, lookin fly on the front page (uh) Gotta love it when you see it cuz it's all real (yea) I done seen niggaz lie still and get killed (uh-huh) Blood
McGruff, McGruff, and Canibus, baby Yeah, its the Pure Uncut, raw, we keep it raw It's the Pure Uncut, raw we keep it raw - listen... [DMX] Niggas I
you, I want to be next Lovesex, it's just like the real thing with special effects Lovesex, it's turning from passion into triple X Lovesex give me the dirty
hundred in the car but never could make it out the yard Cause you're stalled; how, when you can't even get it started? It's probably cause you too naughty
s exposed That's when you gotta move on and kick dirt My wife and my seeds dependin on me To make it home safe with them groceries How it's 'posed to
create the distance when it's suppose to be close and uh, I just don't know but I be out here fighting demons and, it's like a curse that I can't shake
hear you say make money, money Make money money, make it... Let me hear you say take money, money Take money money, take it... - [2x] Take it [Krayzie