MC Eiht

MC Eiht - All For The Money lyrics

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I just can't handle this  born in the land of the scandalous
 Thirteen years of age at the time
 Moms is kicking me  I gots to get mine
 I load up my strap  map out my plan
 Choose my victim  then motherfucker stick him
 One more point that got scored for the...
 Up to no damn good  understood
 Steps is getting low so I gots to get some more
 Loads up the K  breaks out the back door
 You know the routine, so run fool, here we go
 Say back channel, keep your motherfucking hands up on the dash
 And gives up the cash
 One time is making a move on my ass
 But I ain't sweating it cause ain't shit funny
 Because it's all for the money

 I gots to get mine, so I'm a take yours (Repeat 2x)

 Just call me the come up kid
 Hard times kicking it in the CPT
 So that means I gotta do what I gotta do
 And if you ain't down with the Hype, fuck you
 You're coming up short when I slang
 So when I hit your corner, you're gonna be a goner
 Nigga duck when my nine starts to buck
 In it for the snaps so I'm crazy as fuck
 I should be laying low cause one time is real hot
 Need to make a nine so I rush your spot
 And it's like that when I got the philly
 If you don't care someone else does the killing
 So when you hit the end of the road ain't no turning back
 I done signed a hood lifetime contract
 Jacking and packing cause ain't shit funny
 Because it's all for the money

 I gots to get mine, so I'm a take yours (Repeat 2x)

 Uh oh, there goes another beep on the beeper
 One time sleep on the fucking night creeper
 Trying to show stop on the sales
 Pull fake braids but I still gets paid
 Just say no? Fuck the TV
 Trying to push the shit cause the weight is exceed
 See me for the blast, Five-oh fly in fast
 Mad cause I'm making more cash than they ass
 Now I lay low in the cut
 Label me the nigga with the fucking gangsta strut
 Every hooptie got gold license plates
 my birds fly out throughout the fucking states
 Now my other half is telling me I'd better quit
 But I ain't through in this shit, so I guess this is it
 I'll be dead before I go out like a dummy
 (Why's that, G?) Cause it's all for the money

 I gots to get mine, so I'm a take yours (Repeat 6x
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Author: Darryl Ellis, Paul Richmond, Ruben Locke Jr.

Composer: ?

Publisher: Real Talk Entertainment

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Released in: 1994

Language: English

Appearing on: We Come Strapped (1994)

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