Gotta make that money man
 It's still the same now

 Gotta get on the grind
 Pop in the clip of my nine
 And bitch if you slip
 You hit the chalk and fall in the night time
 Gotta get mine
 Ain't takin no shorts or no losses
 Hop on the phone
 Callin' my nigga sin at home
 Polishin' that MAC-10 crome
 Gotta a lick so bring yo shit
 Cause once again it's on
 To the dome with a fifth of burb
 we wig to the curb so we swerve
 And rolled out to pick up the triple six thug
 And follow the murder for robbin the dooehouse
 Smoke jump outta me bong
 So high, now comin' to slay with four grenades and a gauge
 I'm a play, watch all 'em fall in the grave and lay
 Pullin' in the driveway, Wish spotted the place and quickly rolled up
 Bulldozed through the living room
 Hopped out of the car and started to blow up
 Buck, Buck, and a kaboom
 Me blew all them bodies all over the room
 Them doomed
 And gotta move fast, why?
 The po-po's comin'
 Snatch up me yummy
 So nigga don't think it's funny
 I'm comin' up quick in the niine-quat
 Cause Flesh be lovin' this money

 I'm given uo love to the hustlas
 All them St.Clair thugstas makin' that money stayin' on your feet
 And you better believe gotta have that cheese
 For the green leaves, never catch me sleep
 Stay on the grind, get mine
 Stayin' down for mine crime, and I hit up the nine-nine
 Givin' up that llelo, makin' me sale, twenties nickles and dimes
 Beat up and stick up a lick up, that two-eleven
 Gotta get what's mine, then bailin'
 Me kickin' up dust, I'm trailin
 Feelin one-eight-seven
 That's how it is, and I gotsta have it in the nine-quat
 Mission to check a mill and still be real
 Thuggin' on the glock-glock,creepin on a come up
 Won't sleep till I'm done up
 Gotta blaze me blunt up, hunt up another plot and scheme
 Gotta make some green, cause soldiers nut up, What up?
 Gotta get that buisness on, even though the buddah run me, stun me
 Feelin' lovely, but I'm just in it for he love of the money

 Chorus

 Standin' on the corner straight slangin' rocks
 Aw ahit! Here comes the muthafuckin' cops!
 So I dash, I ducks, and I hides behind a tree
 Makin' sure the muthafuckas don't see me
 Now my fat sack of rocks hell yeah i stuffed 'em
 Police on my draws, i had to pause
 And yeah, it's still muthafuck 'em
 Now my game is tight, tight as fuck is my game
 Easy muthafuckin E or Eric Wright it's all the same
 Now niggas might trip on how I stash my grip
 I gotta have it bitch
 For the love of this shit
 MUTHAFUCKA!!

 Chorus

 When dough got me thugsta, thuggish ways, down for my crime everytime
 Follow me down the nine-nine, and you will find all of me kind
 Check out the ripsta, now, drop down
 Run 'em up outta me hood
 Rip's straight when makin' me grip wiht me click
 Rollin' with Ruthless, the thug I be
 Me put 'em in mud, buck 'em, and pump blood
 Got nothing to lose, bitch
 Ya beter respect Rip, or ya best check this slug
 It's goin' down steady pump and peel rounds, gunnin' with a me gang
 Bang, gotta make that money man
 It's still the same
 Steady runnin' thang wild, and follow me now
 While I take you up into a barrel of a gun, see
 For the dub you're done
 For the bud, I run, for the love of my money

 Nigga down for my thug off in this game
 So peep as me creep and me crawlin' off on the mission to back in the
 days
 When niggas was bailin' with sawed-offs and wanted to get paid
 Runnin' to my side, lil' nigga, Ripsta, both on the mission for money
 You give u the cash, oh, that was your ass
 Cause me and me nigga was hungary
 And bitch, if you're stallin' you might just catch one to the temple
 And um, Bone raw doggin', so nigga just make tha shit simple and run
 To catch one nigga me fill 'em with bullets and dump 'em in rivers
 Remember, me killa now
 For money, me dig ya six feet in a ditch and get richer
 Cause bitch you were slippin'
 I'll cut ya, then rip ya, then buck ya down
 Steayd rodin' and stealin' makin' a killin'
 Nigga drugdealin', needin a million
 Hustlin' drugs when the thugs be chillin'
 For the money, these niggas be sellin' off in the cut
 Where you find a nigga thuggin' off in braids and skullies
 And when I stick ya and lick ya, remember
 I get 'em up for the love of the money
 For the love of money

 Yeah, Bone in the muthafuckin' house for the nine-quats nigga
 Yeah, rollin' with Ruthless records in this bitch
 My niggas, Layzie Bone, Bizzy Bine, Wish Bone, And Flesh-n-Bone
 And I'm that nigga, Krayzie Bone, in the muthafuckin' house