Another Day, Another Dollar - Tru Lyrics - Show Me The Money: Hip Hop Pays - Jay-z

[master p] 

Yeah, t-r-u, all about the paper chase 

Young silkk, 'bout to take y'all foos on a journey 

[silkk the shocker] 

Seems it's a trip what niggas 'll do 

For a grip in this day and age 

See I be tryin' to get paid and 

Keep my game sharper than a fade (like that) 

Ridin' through the hood in somethin' tight 

Like the coupe that's dropped 

Have them niggas starin' while they glarin' 

When I hit tha block(woo shit) 

On my way to check me a motherfuckin' grip 

It's about that time 

I got my hand upon my nine 

Plus my money be on my mind 

Stay away from these niggas 

That be shady like a tree 

I try to show 'em love 

And get ta thinkin' they can be me 

But a nigga I'll blast you 

If I have to(why? ) 

Because cash rules(damn) 

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[chorus] 

[silkk] x2 

Another day another dollar 

I'm all about that money an power 

And if ya feel me then holla 

If you can't you's a coward 

I'm all about tha dollar bills that I make 

It's a day another dolla 

Another dolla another day 

[master p] 

Dolla dolla 

Dolla dolla dolla bill y'all... x3 

Dolla bill y'all 

Dolla dolla bill y'all 

Dolla dolla dolla bill y'all 

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[silkk the shocker] 

Bitch i'ma g nigga like all tha way 

So nigga they betta just fall away 

(talkin' gangsta shit) 

And still cross-over like hardaway 

I do more pimpin' than scottie 

A nigga fuckin' violent, 

Plus I'm silent, so you know a nigga a 'bout it 

(whassup, whassup) 

And some of these niggas show 

They don't understand 

Cause if I don't die or 

Go to the pen(uh huh) 

Shit huh, i'ma be tha man(damn) 

And I be quick to hop in 

Some gangsta shit(like that) 

See if I had a quarter 

For ever nigga told me they gonna major 

Shit, I be rich 

Kinda had flow ons 

Them gold thangs spinnin' like some diamonds 

With my clique right behind me 

Nigga you know, just where to find me 

Just tryin' to get a buck, 

Comeup on the cut before the taz hit 

But I been in this game so long 

Shit, I done mastered it 

By any means 

The more fiends, the more green I have 

I just kick back 

And watch them, go out and get tha cash 

And then I laugh(ha ha ha ha) 

I'm just all about my paper 

[chorus] 

[silkk the shocker] 

I stay tru to tha ghetto 

Even if I make a mill' 

Cause that's the only place I can go 

When I'm broke and I keeps it trill 

You besta believe 

How I be about my mail(what? ) 

Whether it be sun out, 

Rain, snow, sleet, or hail 

You know I gots to, watch my back 

And be 'for shure black 

(they can't fuck with you) 

Beacause it's a proven fact(what? ) 

That some of these hoes jack(tell 'em) 

I stay posted and be major 

They trip 

Cause how can I have a grip 

And only be a teenager 

You know they can't fade me 

But they will try(nah they can't fuck with you) 

Even though I wear a vest 

And two straps you know i'ma still die(damn) 

But until then I'm 'bout my paper black 

Cause ain't no turnin' back 

And ain't no savin' that(savin' that) 

Can't take nothin' with me 

So I guess I'll be a dead g 

And ain't need for cryin' over me 

[chorus] 

[master p] 

Heh, young silkk 

T-r-u, heh, we 'bout that money 

Tha paper chase you know what I'm sayin' 

Breakin' bread, it's all real 

We all 'bout tha motherfuckin' 

Dividends, dollars, mulah, money, cabbage 

Or whateva the fuck you wanna call it