Blood Money And I'm a count it till they come for me The feds hate it They mistakin me for Blanco Buddies I'm puttin Blood, sweat and tears for this cash
you was If you could spit then you could spit, thats it, thats what it was Back when, motherf*ckers was straight back packin Cypherin, fightin for life in this rap for
the corner tell me if you wanna five will make ya feel alright. (five will make ya feel alright)X2 Do you wanna get freaky when the five of us make
we're wanted Dead or alive 12345 (I said 12345) Ready, steady for attack When you feel me comin' Keep comin' back The more you want, the more we got
I will not give up, no, quick flag the car down Take me to.. Ghost here they come now! Errr! Pull off quick, back up, hit the bitch, dog Turned down Hill
capiche? Everybody gettin cream no one considered them leech Think about it now that's damn near one-point-five I kill 'em all I'll be set for life, Frank
is raw, comin at your door Start to scream out loud, Wu-Tang's back for more Yes the hour's four, I told you before Prepare for mic fights (and plus the
this bitch? I be rich if it wasn't for the snitch Lyin' to the enemies, wild conspiracies I'm a say this 'till the day that I die Seven thirty fives
the bathroom Jumped back in my low rider Comin out feelin about ten pounds lighter Went to Bone's house so I can get the gat Looking for the place where
' Caddilacs That's what ya doin' with the money that ya raisin' Exploitin' us like the Caucasians did For 400 years - I got 400 tears- for 400 peers Died
bitchs would blow me Big bag piles of jewels for my homies We would go to war and take everybodys land No clothes alound for female citizens Titties and nedens exposed for
to kill mutherfuckers (Ha ha ha ha) This lady's got her left blinker on for an hour or more Then she makes a right into my side door This comedy shit'
your wig pushed back by the wig push-backer [Jay-Z] Uhh, uhh, Memph Bleek in the house [Memphis Bleek] Still here, never left Still bust, more or less
two streaks and a pipe for sure And if it's tight, then he might come back for more Nine and four, everyday back and forth Winter to summer, 1-900-Hustler
said that they got off with quite a haul. In the darkness by the riverbed they waited on the ground For one more member who had business back in town
Five feet high and risin' Well, the rails are washed out north of town We gotta head for higher ground We can't come back till the water comes down, Five
If my manager insults me again I will be assaulting him After I fuck the manager up then I'm gonna shorten the register up Let's go back, back to the
out ya ass, you heard? Bitch nigga but I'm for the cash Out for the longevity baby, out to last Out for the luxury livin' playa Out to mass, out for
