Money is your home on the range. Money puts the weapon in the stock exchange. Ya make money on your 9 to 5. uhh to earn your livin so you survive. It takes money to pay your rent and to eat.
Hey, baby, how you doin'? What's goin' on?. I'm sittin' in my motherfuckin' cell, it's the same song. Tell my kids that I love 'em. But don't tell 'em that I'm through.
As I walk through the corridors of my dildo shop. I take a look at my cock and realize its fallen off. ''cause I been suckin' and fuckin' so long. That even my momma thinks my dick ain't that long.
You know in the last ten years on my way to make these millins, it wasn't easy. At first I got lots of discouragement from friends and strangers who are losers..
Suckas, pack up your shit. And all your bunk DJ equipment. Your ass is one-eight-seven when my boy is bent. So be prepared to be measured for a coffin.
Intro:. Gotta watch out for them critters. I get the party live Common Sense will get the party live huh (x4). Verse 1:. I was born in Chicago raised on Planet Rock talking zsa zsa zsa zsa.
Sittin' in my lab, lookin' over formulas and fresh shit in bags. Oh, yeah, oh, yeah, yeah, ooh, gotta keep on pushin'. Gotta keep on pushin', keep on pushin', if I wanna make it.
Lookin out my window hypnotized by the rain. In a trance reminicing bout the soldiers slain. Fighting wars in the brain trying to maintain. Hoping mama won't have to feel the pain.
My life. . My block, my spot, my stop stay hot. My truck, stay dropped, my weight stay glocked. My city, my hoes, my friends, my foes. Everybody knows, keep it real or get John Doe'd.
(Yeah, what's happenin?). Whassup Daz nigga?. (Whassup C-Murder?). Shit, I think we got problems. (What?). Ya know?. (Fuck that). Nigga call back Sean, let's do that shit like this.
Money talk and uhh, cash rules. I 'bout to get dollars so us act a fool, now. What huh, what huh, what huh, what, yo, yo, yo, yo. . I use to flip birds, now I just flip words when cops come to get me.
Cut ya speaka's up. Come check out that gutta music. Rough, rugged, raw uncut. Where you at, Los?. (It's murda). . Mama, how you figure?. I'm a nigga destined for pain.
Hey C-Murder who you hang with?. Say little Kevin boy you know I only make moves with thugs. nigga nigga nigga what. make moves with thugs, nigga nigga what.
This is my first wedding, can I hope it is my last?. Things would be fantastic if me and the bride didn't have a past. So, I stand by the buffet and submerse myself in brie.
You know we back, right?. Clear the streets out. Come on with it, ha-ha, Star Trak. . Niggas is haters, I'm doin' deals like the majors. Ice Cream sneakers, I signed my first skater.
Gather around. . Miami Vice, all my cocaine gringos, ya know. Miami Vice, Pusha spit this shit for y'all, here we go. . Youngin' don't make my cells rise, I shoot you out ya chuckers.
I wanna love you girl. Just wanna love you girl. Please let me love you girl. Just wanna love you girl. . C'mon, I wanna love you girl. Just wanna love you girl.
Yeah, I'm just a hustler on the go. Out here get my propers, don't ya know?. I'm livin' kind of comfortable, large mail and all, yeah. And a jealous motherfucker would love to see me fall.