been throwin' money (Ah, ah) Bitch, I been throwin' money (Ah, ah) 1, 2, 3, we keep that money fallin' from the sky Fallin' from the sky, you know, ya boy 2 pistols
, I'll be rollin' You can find me in the streets, you, you can find me in the streets It's the black rag assassin, 44 Mag blastin' Black ski mask throwin
the money up to the ceiling Ain't no penicillin finna hit 'em When I'm dealing wit 'em ask Yung Berg Where we go after we kill 'em? 'Cuz we gettin' money
nigga still hi fi growin' Pistol holdin' bailin' with nothing but trues jumping out the fo' in the corduroy house shoes WC a G been in these streets for years been
Carolyn Rodriguez] Throw your hood up All my G's represent Turn up your deck Dope House click came to wreck [Verse 3: SPM] Money and the power, glass
Well Ya Know Now And I Don't Mean Basketball When I Say I Don't Know Yao Money Money Money Money Boost My Mor-Al Play With My Money Money Money O.K.
Know Now And I Don't Mean Basketball When I Say I Don't Know Yao Money Money Money Money Boost My Mor-Al Play With My Money Money Money O.K. Co-Ral
i step up in this bitch i see em look at me i must be water the women tryna throw they hook at me court is now in order baby girl throw dat book at me
like I was fishin' It was eatin my food inside the kitchen Before the second album Sophomore jinx was just superstition Who would've known that they would've been
) I'm on another level (another level) Went head up with the devil (with the devil) I never been a sucka (been a sucka) I always been a rebel (been a
times I drive with a samurai eye 'cause my lady says my style was set the fly and held tight like a pistol grip with a new meanin to the word pistol
Men To all my niggas engaged in making money in the fifty states Keep your mind on your chips and fuck a punk bitch No longer living in fear my pistol
it big and didnt do the crime, ya see my niggas dont snitch if they life on the line (Chorus) x2 Afficial: I never like the navy so i joined the army, been
it's a test, then let me know But if it's my time to go then let me go. amen Chorus x2 [master p] My record went gold, my family started money trippin
y'all know how a nigga bring it Straight direct at you kid (Kool G Rap Verse 1) Like a Don from out of Sicily Under the arm is where the pistol be Top
out You runnin low on yo' cream, I'm rubber band out Been gettin money like the only thing to get You run up talkin reckless, dude I tell 'em this [Chorus: repeat 2
Well Ya Know Now And I Don't Mean Basketball When I Say I Don't Know Yao Money Money Money Money Boost My Mor-Al Play With My Money Money Money O.K
top Chevy with the roof wide open My partner's looking at me to see if my eyes open 'Cause I've been drinkin' and I've been smokin' And flying down 2
