Money On My Mind Lyrics - Daz Dillinger

Now as I'm rollin' with my niggaz through the neighborhood 

I don't like to dream about gettin' paid and feelin' good 

I don't like to brag or boast, this West Coast to the utmost 

Daz and Kurupt kush'd out, blowin' on the best smoke 

Dippin' in the Magnum, dat nigga Daz smashin' 

It's pimpin' on mine bitch, ain't no need for askin' 

Tick-tock ya don't stop, I aim for the bullshit, ya don't quit 

Top dolla, rollin' in my 6-6 Impala 

Gangsta than a motherfucker, if you with it then holla 

You wanna bang out? We can do that too 

You got a problem with me, I got a problem with you 

You wanna solve 'em with me, nigga let's keep it all true 

Or I'll bomb on you nigga, make it do what it do 

I got my [Incomprehensible] on nice, ice cream blue 

Got the ice-cicles drippin' nigga, this what it do 

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You wanna roll with me then let's roll 

You wanna take a stroll with me then let's stroll 

You wanna crack a hoe with me then let's go 

We can take her to the car, we can take her to the mo' 

You wanna get high with me, let's get high 

You wanna get inside with me then let's ride 

I got a AK-47 and a automatic nine 

My mind's on my money and my money's on my mind 

Daz, it's time to roll, once we get the money then we in control 

You know I keep it G from head to soul 

I step up in the spot, each pocket's on bulge 

I'm a gangsta to the fullest, D's and Vogues 

Bitches keep on askin' Daz if J.D.'s at home 

We got winners like Alicia Keys and in Vogue 

This a Dogg Pound Gangsta affair in here nigga 

I'm bout to have the spot engulfed in smoke 

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Talk a lot with no heart, finna get mopped into a part 

I'm G'd, fly and flashy, I come in the party starts 

I'm so sharp, bout to meet Daz at King Park 

What it is fool? 

Have the baddest bitches skinny-dip in pools 

It is what it is, it do what it do 

Now don't talk to me if I don't talk to you 

Bitch, now this what you could do 

You wanna roll with me then let's roll 

You wanna take a stroll with me then let's stroll 

You wanna crack a hoe with me then let's go 

We can take her to the car, we can take her to the mo' 

You wanna get high with me, let's get high 

You wanna get inside with me then let's ride 

I got a AK-47 and a automatic nine 

My mind's on my money and my money's on my mind 

You know we do it how we do it 'cause we doin' what we want 

Always keep it G'd and keep it G'd up in the streets 

We got that sticky, icky, icky nigga, won't you blaze a blunt? 

And we smokin' in the back and we smokin' in the front 

Now throw your motherfuckin' sets in the air, yeah, yeah 

Throw your motherfuckin' sets in the air, yeah, yeah 

We keep it D.P.G.'d up, rollin' weed up, kickin' back 

With both our feet up D A Z, K U R U P T, we 'bout to heat the street up 

And when we meet up you'll get beat as if you tried to cheat us 

We them D.P.G.C. niggaz in the flesh and you can't see us, see us 

Six-deuce Chevro' motherfuckin' lets nigga 

Me, D A Z, Bigg Snoop and Nate nigga 

Warren G, Soopafly hot with K's nigga 

The best thing crackin' in the game today nigga 

So don't resist and let it go my nigga, don't fight that 

We don't love you hoes, bitch and it's like that 

You wanna roll with me then let's roll 

You wanna take a stroll with me then let's stroll 

You wanna crack a hoe with me then let's go 

We can take her to the car, we can take her to the mo' 

You wanna get high with me, let's get high 

You wanna get inside with me then let's ride 

I got a AK-47 and an automatic nine 

My mind's on my money and my money's on my mind