[Intro - Man, nigga (?) is up, y'knahmsayin? Shh, hop in the car, yo-yo-yo turn music down Yeah yeah, Let's jack these niggaz for what they got, these niggaz got some big paper on them Dope sacks and all shit Get the gauge nigga, c'mon, go, we out!
It's bad day in the hood My clientele's doin small, my profits ain't good Hit a couple (hit 'em up!) in a matter of seconds we rich Now it's all about kimo bricks, and fresh to get is in the mix It ain't hard to tell my clientele by mayor but fuck the cops and these feds tryin to take rack to jail Hop the (hit 'em up!) to get away, this pack ain't gon' catch us and a undercover G, ahh, our plates is from Got the bombers, the moto that niggaz never smoke Got the weed when you take a tote you gonna choke Out of town, we put it in a major way Never knew or had a clue we could make some major pay up by Rucker's gettin step and never know who gon' get shady doin So we never slept in box and hot, snitches and fiends, and cops, niggaz shit hot, so we relocate the spot We got some bitches doin dirty work, outta down (?) the Come back wit our bread, a nigga or some hands (BIATCH!) That's the way I love it, you know I love that The way I fucks a and clock the green
[sung] Because it's all about the man [Daz] You can't get without it [sung] It's all about the money, money, money, [Daz] what the ballers got [sung] Said it's all about the man [Daz] Yeah, yeah, Said it's all about the money, money, money, money [Daz] Cash [sung] Said it's all about the man [Daz] You get nuttin without it [sung] Said it's all the money, money, money, money Get it, get it, get it [sung] Said all about the money man Aww [sung] Said it's all about the money, money, money, Run it, run it, run it
Fresh broads and five hundred thousand homes and mobile (yeah!) better play the coke Smokin by the zones (the pound) Got a down ass bitch to help me get through When times get rough at times you know you can't trust no my eye for them high, and a motherfucker tune it out Zulu's out, livin life homey, that's it's all about Bustin niggaz, dustin niggaz, fo' all out, Sprayin niggaz wit the tec, aww shit bangin me mad, still I do my thang Fly my niggaz in style, from the gang Three-fifty-seven's, forty-fives, get the party Get the dumpin the niggaz that for they lives (FUCKER!) Me and my potnahs in the town, slang dick twenty pieces, quarter pound to support the kings Whatchu need is we got from the break you me to your favorite block We be settin up shottin what's mine, tec wit a To let you know, motherfucker that it stop Makin bills for a quarter mill', this life we live is way to From hustin to fuckin bitches that's top knotch (biatch!) This fast life made crazy, at actin outta control To let you know-know what the we rollin, ganja, ganja rolls Swoopin through the streets to let you know (know) ..
[sung] .. that all about the money man [Daz] Can't do without it [sung] It's all the money, money, money, money Yeah (??) [sung] Said it's all about the man [Daz] be cheap Said it's all about the money, money, money, money [Daz] Yeah, yeah, [sung] Said all about the money man [Daz] Money, money, money Said it's all about the money, money, money, money [Daz] Cash [sung] it's all about the money man [Daz] Can't be [sung] Said all about the money, money, money, money Money, money
[Outro - Yeah, your motherfuckin head up and watch yo' back Cause everywhere you go some out there tryin to, jack on yo' ass Y'knahI'msayin? Ain't nuttin nice about streets, y'knahmsayin? Every G out there for they selves, that's how it goes down, So y'all check game, peep game so understand It's all about that money mayn, that y'knahmsayin? Fuck sucker ass niggaz out there my niggaz!