I'm 'bout my hustle homey, I've got to show I'm on a mission baby get that dough And once I get it gotta get some mo' [B-Real:] You take the game and
took it n cut it up 92 roll round thats when it got real my daddy got set up kidnapped robbed and killed Cash Money Records was started that same year thats
do To be honest with you, I gonna get mine Cause I known niggaz thats college graduates that's broke Askin for dimes and nickel sacks Nigga give me that
askin me fo' dough And I'm yellin, "I can't help ya" "But Nelly can we get tickets to the next show?" Hell no (what's witchu?!) you for real?! Hey yo, now that
gun) (Whatcha gonna do when you get outta jail?) From Compton to Jersey (I'm gonna buy me a gun) Gettin' it real hard ni**az in Michigan, (M.O.B ni**a, M.O.B
I remember Mr. Magic, FLASH, Grandmaster Caz LL raisin hell but, that didn't last Eric B. & Rakim was, the shit to me I flip to see a Doug E. Fresh show
get more respect from the mutha-fuckin' dope man The Grammy's and the American music shows pimp us like hoes They got dough but they hate us though You better keep your mind on the real
background)] (Turns.. turns, turns, turns, and turns My ni**az grow and grow and grow and gettin dough and dough and dough from this state to that state from this cell to that
my nigga Live in trife, and thats real Talkin shit on us, thats like pullin out a knife and dont kill Thats on for treal (?) I'm on for million wit your pit, in the clit that
ass niggas (50 Cent show these niggas how to rock) Yo, they done shot that boy down like a dog in the street Left him smelly, man fuck that, roll em over take that
all for the dough I get the club jumpin, cause I'm sick with flow You know it's sold out, like wherever I go I jam packed the show man that's fo' sho
niggaz is only gon' leave you smoke So the only thing left now is toast for these cowards (that's right) I got no friends, fuck most of these cowards (that
) That mean that you're the best in tenderness and loveliness You got that sex appeal you know the deal my love is real Now everything sign and seal
pump gonna get 'em. I'm like a bullet to the chest, suffer a cardiac arrest that's so hard and I can still get their heart and leave 'em dead and give
money so we mashing, we dashing Get paid around parting give me twist a thug and I get up, in that ass I'm here to get that money keep it coming, show
see me keep it real cause thats how I'm rollin Now who could be a thug but so professionally? Kayzie B-O-N-E Always kept it real and never once tried
ride let's ride Get high, get high, get high, c'mon Let's ride let's ride let's ride let's ride Get high, get high, get high [Intro 3] Just Bone and
game in the bag Who still lives home with his mom and his dad Screw takin' a cab, I'll save my dough And get to joggin', yeah my funds are that low My
