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