STYLES PANIRO
 What sense does it make to talk and not listen
 shine eye glisten, BMZ 3 automatic ignition
 Ice on wrist and
 an Armani safari suit, when I'm fishin'
 GoodFella tradition, ring the
 my thing is the six double o, deep dishin'
 You never seen a thug with a sallary
 trying to get fat like callories, open art galleries
 No love lost and, how you think it feels gettin' dumped in the coffin
 you'd rather be flossin'
 Remember one rule, get the money that's important
 share with your people, if you don't, take caution
 L.O.X. keeps it real so we share every fortune
 all about dinero so make another zero
 Runnin' from the cops in the iced out Carrero
 Don Styles, good fella Paniro

 Chorus: If you want it, we can do it,
 take your time, do it right, we can do it baaaby
 (We them niggaz that you niggaz be talkin about),
 get that money right! 2X

 JADAKISS

 When it comes to this money niggaz, you can bet I'm all in it
 the rocks on my neck be briguette almond
 Always on the job so I never call in
 while y'all playa hate I'ma keep ballin'
 There's too much cream to be countin'
 in the glass house with the Greek fountain, on the mountain
 Don't get it twisted, 914 is where I'm listed
 the cat with the Corleone Christmas
 Iced out wrists'
 poppin' the cork, on the Crists' toastin' champagne with my misses
 Did you imagine me, in the new E-
 class Benz with the laser cut key
 Then we leave the gats with the lady down the hall
 'cause only real niggaz stash they money in the wall
 We here now, so if you love it prepare now
 twenty deep up in the club havin' you stared down

 Chorus

 MA$E

 When you a GoodFella, you get cheddar for your work
 rock Versace leather shirts, when you dead a girl it hurts
 I flowed around the world with a mean golden girl
 throat full of pearls drinkin' Mo' until she hurls
 I need a hundred mo' 'cause I got a ton of hoes
 that lay up in bungalos with sexy under clothes
 This your last waring, remember you've been told
 nothin' less than the S Benz when we roll
 I rock the latest gators, with the tennis sole
 all expensive clothes, suits from Kenneth Cole
 Now I'm that GoodFella everybody wanna meet
 every girl I meet spends two weeks in boutiques
 We can do whatever my whole team got cheddar
 fromt the bar to the telly Jaguar with the celly
 Suits from Perry Ellis, got niggaz jealous
 what they tryin' to tell us, we the GoodFellas

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 SHEEK LUCHION

 Can't nothin' come between me from gettin' my cheddar
 don't talk me to death, you just a side better
 So you ain't gonna talk to me, the way you do
 'cause for that paper, we ain't gonna play with you
 I know the broke feeling, tryin' to make a million
 while Popo watchin' me, my click'll make a killing
 'Cause you that type of nigga that don't wanna see me rich
 you scared I'm gonna get money and be goin' up in yo bitch
 And even when we at the Mirage, I'm on my job
 come out the garage dipped out in camoflage
 Ready to work, for that cheddar you'll get hurt
 layin' face down with your head in the dirt
 And for that pasta, who gonna stop us
 I'm Sheek Luch the mobster, and not even the coppers can knock us
 It's all real, you think not
 I'm just another link in the L.O.X. before you blink you'll get dropped.

 Chorus