Money - Explicit Album Version

Yo, I got this plan to make some money. I want you to keep this shit to yourself.
 At 6: 15 am this truck pulls out the post office. I'm like a shootin' wisher.
 Now it makes one stop before it goes to Sacramento,
 Which is a mail drop-off at First Federal Loan and Savings.
 I did whatever I could to get by
 Slang dope jack people hands in the sky
 When you livin' on the edge yeah holmie it's a high
 You get caught up in the drama and eventually you die
 Livin' in a hard world some are livin' lies
 Son you better wise up and open up your eyes
 Shit it never easy holmie people will connive
 Better have a hustle if you mean to survive
 Why you're so greedy can you tell us all why
 Look holmie believe me you're fuckin' metal ply
 For the dollar everybody is a target that's real
 Talkin' is smog you're fate's signed and sealed
 You could be the next one cross 'em in the path
 What maybe if you do the math you can avoid the blood bath
 All the money that we stole too weak to take greed
 Give it to an honest man the money is still deep
 Dollar bill y'all
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 Fiend for the mean green
 Never get enough is a mother fuckin' gangsta dream
 For the love of the cash flow
 You could live fast and you could die slow
 Show where's the can bet your ass you believe it
 'Cause niggas that you know try hard to be schemin'
 Work hard is fuck for everything to rock
 You a dead mother fucker 'fore I get got
 Fools got game floss and drop names
 My move's faster than a runaway train
 Fuck the world don't ask me for shit
 Catch you on your knees and you want some dick
 Spot a gold nigga with a hairline trigger
 Each root your name the reputation get bigger
 For the love of the money, pussy, drugs
 Fools change and get all twisted up
 Dollar bill y'all
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 Only if ya better keep your eyes peeled
 'Cause you were talkin' for jacks and that's real
 Whether you rap or do biz or drug deal
 Holmie for the dollar you can get yourself killed
 He decided to jet it could happen with no discussion
 Straps of all pain fools fuckin' eruptin'
 For the green little papers jackin' your neighbors
 But what if your neighbor put arms in his favor
 Moved up the heater to mash you punk bitches
 Don't wanna earn shit you wanna jack for the riches
 Nothin' in life's for free my nigga learn that
 You burn someone they might just burn back
 Scorchin' niggas to the third degree
 Auh y'all triggers deserve to be
 Put out of you misery your history son
 When your body disappears then the mystery come
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