Don't Touch My Money Lyrics - Do Or Die

[Chorus 4X] 

Don't touch my money man 

Don't touch my money man 

Don't touch my mothafuckin money man 

[N.A.R.D] 

Welcome to the city of big ballers and players and hustlers 

where players be gettin paper from all these customers 

even from touchin drugs y'all still aint touchin us 

we be the low key playaz in the back with all that dust 

see I keep my iced up while y'all gettin viced up 

niggaz buyin nice trucks still get set right up 

wrong move, cus see we check hoes with long spoons 

It's a must we gotta check 'em before they leave the room 

I'm all about my money deniero fetti and cheeseay 

don't nothing please me unless my pockets gettin griezed playa 

[Belo-Zero] 

Don't touch my M O N E 

why all you voltures at me 

tryin to plot for the dough on the low key 

but when it come to the dust you provoke me 

got silly hands out for a sawbuck 

but runnin off at the mouth get your jaw stuck 

who that young boy got knocked out 

little poopy lil brother with the big mouth 

see a pimp make move and sessions 

and get the money when its there no questions 

if he slip then he do it for the lesson 

hush hush when I'm askin a question 

cus if he new about hustle he'd be paid 

cop land take flight in the light shade 

and a brother run up then he get sprayed 

otherwise at the mall wanna get laid 

B E L O gone be paid 

B E L O gone be paid 

BE LO ZE RO don't touch 

[Chorus 4X] 

[AK-47] 

see I'ma hollar at my muhfucka 

I don't fuck wit the bloodsucker 

smoke a dub of love wit the city gettin gritty for fitty itty bitty 

puttin it down like P. Diddy 

do or die just be rollin up like P's 

steppin outta the car and lil J runnin and slippin like Clyde Davis 

get it like I spit it, spit it like I get it for cheesey 

better yet if its easy now get the paper-paper 

see they really wanna fade it fade it 

had to get crossed tossed or lost in the cement 

2 double 0 1 Escalade and I ride like a veteran 

had it been you touchin on the paper 

get you left in a dumpster thats what you get for playin punkster 

when we come to pump ya 

[N.A. Sean] 

want me to tell you bout ice you can keep that 

wanna reach I'ma show you where the heat at 

on the side of the seat did you peep that 

6 left in the clip here keep that 

don't owe me show me that dust 

them boys on the block is dangerous 

everywhere we go we got them thangs with us 

we some big cats they don't wanna bang with us, (uh uh) 

thats right, never let them tell you Na Sean aint tight 

I be on the paperchase day and night 

I been tryin to make a million all my life 

ready to ride with do or die its no lie 

we be tippin hard on the city's westside 

and yea its kinda windy in the city called Chi 

but we don't hesitate to let the bullets fly 

look him in the eye it's you and I 

[Chorus]