money, money, do ya thang now Work for the money, money, put it down now Work for the money, money, do ya thang now Work for the money, money, put it
My money good - GET MONEY!! We ballin in the hod Money good - GET MONEY!! We ballin in the hod [Young Buck] I got my mind on my money (money) my money
Übersetzung: Young Buck. Verhältnis gut.
project This for the thugs (for the thugs) This for the soldierettes (soldierettes) This for everybody all over out the project Buck with me (Buck with me) Bounce with me (Bounce) Buck with me (Buck
Tony Yayo] I need a dollar for every time that my heart beat Now how much it that I can breath on a track and make money, ahha ahha Now how much is that I'm getting money
good Bitch you make me feel good Ma you make me feel good Bitch you make me feel good Girl you make me feel good Girl you make me feel good [Verse 4: Young Buck
I need a dollar for every time that my heart beat Now how much is that I can breathe on a track and make money, ahha ahha Now how much is that I'm getting money
: (feat. Young Hot Rod, Freeway, Spider Loc, M.O.P., ...) [Loyd Banks:] Aiyo what up? Its ya boy Lloyd Banks Aka Blue Hefner Ya now tuned into Mic Pass
: (feat. Eminem, 50Cent, Lloyd Banks, Young Buck, Tony Yayo) [Intro: 50 Cent] I don't need Don Parrion I don't need Cris Tengo [?] I don't need shit
Aint nobody got to know We can keep it on the low I don't like niggas in my business, told you that before [Chorus] [Verse 2 - Young Buck] You want
ain't never been easy Living in the ghetto. From the cradle to the grave since a little bitty child I've been known to get ill and kinda buck wild.
I get money (50) [Chorus] I get money, money is got (I I get it) I get money, money is got (I I get it) I get money, money is got (Yeah) Money I got, money
: (feat. Lloyd Banks & Young Buck) [Lloyd Banks] Uh.. Uh.. Uh.. Uh.. Uh.. Uh.. [Lloyd Banks Chorus] You already know, my mind is on my dough A millionnaire
shorty fresh off the stoop, ready to shoot Big blunt in his mouth, deuce deuce in his boot Sit in the crib, sippin Guinness, watching Menace Then Oh Lord, have a young nigga bucking
ain't talkin' about a fist fight, I'll cut you up Yo don't want stitches in yo grill motherfucker, then chill As a young buck, niggas always knew I puff
