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Money, Money Lyrics - Thug World Order - Bone Thugs N Harmony

Thangs can get rough, when you live in the ghetto 

You gotta survive, no matter the pain 

Nigga be hurting, life'll be hurting 

But nigga for certain, this is the game 

Man don't let them win, never let the system think they got you 

If you relentless they can't stop you let em hang, they gone watch you 

Yeah we the enemies of the world, won't let no territories homie 

You got to get up, get out and get something, that's what they told me 

Back in the days didn't have a pot to piss, went to throw it at em 

Now I'm balling doing my damn thang, laughing at them dollas 

Holla holla, if you hear me shorty, I'ma live everyday 

Like it's my last, only the winner gone get the glory 

What you thought I play for keeps 

Put it down wicked in these streets 

Heavily armored with the heat 

Just in case a nigga want some beef 

Being broke I know the feeling, that's why I'm paper chasing this cash 

Better be smart and keep a stash, never know how long it's gone last 

You do the math, hustling niggas multiply like mountains 

Bone Thugs, Little Layzie 30 million and counting, come on 

 

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Money money, the mighty dolla dolla 

Got to get my grind on, grind on, grind on 

I don't wanna be broke no more 

 

You ain't worthy, none of you niggas could stop me 

And none of you niggas could hurt me 

If worse come to worse, I'ma get down and dirty 

Though the Ouija can't curse me, NWA 

Eazy E, that's the nigga that birthed me, hey 

Thug style motherfucker, live forget ends 

I'd never testify, Satan can't divide my piers 

No weakness inside my fears 

Drop tears, for niggas that died 

I'm gonna safe divide, mind gone 

And I think I'm running out of time 

The god damn baby's daddy 

And I'm gonna damned to hell, if I don't abide 

and that's why I yell, B-E-N-Z we ride 

Straight to the corner, down to the side 

In the B-E-N-Z we 

Roll around the corner with the F-O-R-T 

S-C-V, and a nigga can't fuck with me 

Not even the devil with B-O-N-E 

T-H-U-G spell it motherfucker 

 

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Scandalous, straight up out of the hood type nigga 

Stick up's, robberies, do we did gives a fuck nigga 

See all ways to 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 me love 

We made this, gotta get mine wanna slip, it's about mine 

It's harder to get, I'm serious not playing that's the pay wits 

The streets have come back, real fast on that ass feel me 

Cause I don't wanna be broke no more 

Standing in front of the liquor store with rocks no more 

Cause my man, never had nothing to done that 

It's like reversing time on my mind I can't go back, fuck that 

 

I came up a nigga that never had nothing but hard times 

I was always grinding, and talking up out of the hood 

Into the bullshit, but I'm surviving 

I got to get me some money man, put it down for the General 

A nigga'd rob your ass, if I caught a nigga flossing cash 

What it was four niggas, and we punk niggas 

But you no niggas got us scared, a couple more green 

To get up for everything reach the scene, clean 

And we was the niggas that stood on the block 

With a couple of rocks and a glock with the cops 

Can't nobody have the nuts to say our name 

They call me the Dummy Man 

I'm sell him a fat twenty piece and then I reach for the bomb 

The things they get awfully man 

Wanna see what I put them shit come 

Took em for they last dollar, holla 

Man I ain't giving a fuck it's do or die 

So get on the ground, lay it down 

Give me some money my nigga POW 

I ain't waiting I need it NOW 

Ain't too much changed 

I'm still on the grind in deuce double O deuce 

I'm just a little more serious 

Bout my reefer and my dough 

Show me the money 

 

Let me hear you say make money, money 

Make money money, make it... 

Let me hear you say take money, money 

Take money money, take it... - 

Take it 

 

Dolla bill y'all, that dolla bill y'all 

I gotta gotta gotta have that dolla bill y'all - 

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