Uploaded by TheBeatBreaker08 on Jan 17, 2009
Lyrics
(Hook)
Money
For the money
Money
Money
Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah
Money
Kanye told me that Jesus walks in 04
But I grew up around Impalas and drug lords
Welcome to Los Angeles palm trees and drug stores
All we know is rocks and Presidents like Mount Rushmore
Fuck the police they hop out and bust doors
I aint goin back to jail nigga thats what I flush for
My money or my glock, who do I trust more
I dont know it's prolly the one that I touch more
Guess Its the green cause paper motivate niggas
And my Rolex's racist, cause it hate niggas
I used to only sell eighths
Like that Laker nigga
And now Im movin twenty-fours like I play at the Staples Center
You might miss The Game so nigga dont blink
My Phantom stand out like Frank Lucas' mink
So go ahead and think
Like Frank Lucas think
Somebodyll find your brains on the fuckin' kitchen sink
About
Money
Dead presidents, big paper
For the money
Benjamins, skyscrapers, my niggas get
Money
My bitches get
Money
Like the strippers get
Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah
From the block to the club I make it rain
Money
In California niggas die
For the money
From the south to New York them bullets fly for the
Money
Dont stop gettin'
Money
It dont matter where youre from if you hustle mothahfucka' keep getting that
Money
Yeahhh I get at that Baby and Slim Cash money
All the jewelry on your whole crew, thats my tax money
That Pablo Escobar crack money
That Lebron first Nike contract money
That make it rain on my nigga throwin' stack money
Stack it to the ceiling then call it Shaq money
That walk in the club straight to the back money
Flava of Love Delicious sittin on my lap money
That rap money niggas get clapped money
Air Force Ones dont bend when I trap money
Ohhhhh Im Rich like Porter
Havin alpo nightmares whippin' that border
Like McDonalds I was flippin them orders
In that 02 Porsche truck
With and through borders
I was through flippin quarters when I made my first mil'
Im about a dollar
Fifty Cent aint real
Money
Dead presidents, big paper
For the money
Benjamins, skyscrapers, my niggas get
Money
My bitches get
Money
Like the strippers get
Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah
From the block to the club I make it rain
Money
In California niggas die
For the money
From the south to New York them bullets fly for the
Money
Dont stop gettin
Money
It dont matter where youre from if you hustle mothahfucka' keep getting that
Money
Somebody tell Snoop to pop open them briefcases
Order that Patron tell em we want three cases
Fuck a Black Card, you see these green faces
Look at my chest
Now youve seen Vegas
Treat my money like the Crystal that we wasted
Cause Im a money machine I can remake it
You a fool thinkin that Freddy could see Jason
I been iced out like who the fuck need Jacob
The doc told me to be patient but I want money like the white Howard
Next time he a free agent
Im tryin' ta make enough money so I can feed Asia
And have Asians in the kitchen cookin in Louis V aprons
Word to Martha stewart
If I could park a Buick
Then I could flip a Brinx truck
I got the heart to do it
Ball like the nigga Tony Parker do it
Speak no engles but Dinero I talk it fluent
Money
Dead presidents, big paper
For the money
Benjamins, skyscrapers, my niggas get
Money
My bitches get
Money
Like the strippers get
Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah
From the block to the club I make it rain
Money
In California niggas die
For the money
From the south to New York them bullets fly for the
Money
Dont stop gettin
Money
It dont matter where youre from if you hustle mothahfucka' keep getting that
Money
Get get get get getcha paper boy
Get get get get getcha paper boy
Get get get get getcha paper boy
Get get get get get get GET!
Money
For the money
Money
Money
Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah
Money
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go home play with your dead dogs bone you just got owned.am on my own level,a never medel,a climb ma own ladder,a never step on snakes a stomp them snitches out,am like a ticking time bomb bitches,loose fuse never hesitating to blow ma gasket and put u in a casket.a never try to mask it am mr fantastic,fucking magic go out n grab it
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money makes the world go round.a need to make ma doe.blow it all on bitches drugs n whores.maybe go out to a club in town.put on ma crown.sit back and relax.and tell the bartender to put it on ma tab.maybe grab a kebab on the way home.all you fake boys in the hood
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im sick wen im rymin....even worse wen i got a gun...my shots cant even be blocked by andrew bynum...all my life ive been deprived of love...but my fam taught me the game and how to hide the drugs....with the stash spot built right inside the glove...as a kid i moved the rock for my coach...now i move glocks and rock from the boats...devil whisperin in my ear to send 6 shots at the pope...ive lost hope...rap mark teixeira..crazy portagee swingin that louisville slugger... bacardi 151 rum guzzler
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eerytime i drop a line tryna cop more is on my mind but deep down inside im always down to ride for the money fuckin honeys gettin money might sound funny for a white boy to be spittin this but im always on point never miss its simply bliss wen i put a verse to a beat i stay blazin heat all you wack cats take a seat an wait for defeat im takin everythin from ya bankroll leavin ya ass broke while i stroll down the block gettin mo green sellin drugs to feins witha hot beam by the seam of my jeans
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it's money on my mind, im thinking money all the time
and i keep doing dirt cause the money make me shine
ok i grind for the money/ do crimes for the money
so if i ever go to jail i do time for the money
spend no time on no honey's/ cus them bee's carry stingers
broken heart'd,departed,life full of anger
i know mr Franklin, to me no stranger
trying stop plans caution tape, nigga danger
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jr be killin them beats!
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no one wants to hear ur weak typed lyrics make a song or stfu
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it make the world go round it make yo girl go down it make my stocks go up boy i run the world now so what you tellin me go enter a spelling b im feelin like the shit im feelin like im too legit an thats to quit come here suger tits so i can get my dick lit but really fuck these bitches its too much money out here an i just wanna get it i refuse to lose put that on youtube instead of these freestyles that you are used to...........nothin special just random bars of bullshit
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not a single day is the same here in the big city/
gotta make the dough to keep my family and friends with it/
pass around and hit it, fuck the right wing offend it/
im obnoxious like immortal was it in 03 bitch get it/
my mind is a serial killer locked up in silicon valley/
homies feel me all the way from copenhagen to cali/
shit i got no bucks to carry, at night i wish for the money fairy, dreams/
gotta make a hit, take the whole split, what´s the tricks and bits/
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some niggas let it pile ........ some rarely get to smile ...... some niggas hit the block ...... some people walk a mile ........some use it for style ....... some use it for gas ...... some use it to get on top ..... to tell em kiss my ass........some get it and find something to build for it ...... some niggas ski mask up go out and kill for it ........some preaches preach for it ........ some teaches teach for it ......in the ghetto we at the bottom so we reach for it
Istaygutter 1 year ago 34
im neva getn full because have enough is to die...
neva been a fool tha point of school is to try...
every day come blazed, talk ta me no reply...
not cocky just want to apply to heavens gates i hope to arive...
thats when its my time to see my makers eyes...
but until then im makin this money to stay ALIVE...
pure motovation when haters look into my eyes...
even they can see tha greatness for wich i strive...
smokin blunts on 24's call it a high ride...
oYaBoiDMaGiCo 1 year ago 13