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of the slums
With a shot that go, for twisted metal for cash flow
React slow nigga and get, P.L.O
By the lone gunner, who took revenge for his brother
Who got
It's 1 o'clock and I'm still in bed
But I don't want to leave here just yet
What's for me out there TV
Too much time to sit and think
Months go by
fight for this victory, you die in your iniquity
Ice c-c-cold on the battlefield
Twenty below motherfucker, that's the wind chill
A thousand men they
(Bushwick Bill)

Motherfuck a war, that's how I feel
Sendin' a nigga to a dentist to get killed
Cause two suckas can't agree on something
A thousand
be sure to pay your money...)
Before 12 o'clock tonight
(...for your dinner here tonight. ha-ha, vote for me!)

Deep!

The leaders are deep!
X.O. Hennessey, Jack Daniel or Tennesee
whisky, got these groupie bitches actin' frisky

Searchin for that Bill like Lewinsky
All over my pants lookin'
black glock 

or a thousand hundred dollar bills inside a shoebox 

Exotic bird, special blend of selected fine herbs 

make me want to kick my
bro!
N-I-T-R-O yo go for what you know
Unless you're dumb 'cause yo I'm nitro-glycerin
Listening and taking notes
Icing enticing and slicing throats
with drug scholars
Prayin for bricks, fancy whips plants n kicks
Exotic chicks...tounge pierced blow with the pussy flicks
Like click click,
buddha abuser
But they don't know about your stress-filled day
Baby on the way mad bills to pay
That's why you drink Tanqueray; so you can reminisce
dumpin' low-low's, you know I'll burst 
To get my cash on, I spin the A-1 dolla 
For money by the ton, come get it with no soda 

[Chorus]
Money by
(Bill Fries, Chip Davis)

Me an' Earl was haulin' chickens on a flatbed out of Wiggins, and we'd spent all night on the uphill side of thirty-seven
Cherry wooden nickels on his specs for the ferrymen
X, o, zodiac a pentagram expo
Pet cemetery in electric fresco
Abaddon threshold flesh-forged in
is raw, coming at your door
Start to scream out loud, Wu-Tang's back for more

A hundred thousand times one, snatch up my styles get done
I hold
the song
Cause love's what I feel for my crew, bust steel
Niggaz don't got to pay my bills
P.L.O. pack the slingshot flow
Plant the seed, let the garden
skills to chill  that's how I pay the bills 

Funk blaster  tweakin bass like I'm Jimmy Castor 

Model H 3 oh see  plus another thousand 

Kickin
the words in the song
'Cause love's what I feel for my crew, bust steel
Niggaz don't got to pay my bills
P.L.O. pack the slingshot flow
Plant the seed,
breathe,


But she doesn\'t understand catch attitudes when I leave her (leave her) 


Like being on probation makin\' it harder for me to except her
Fa shizzle dizzle, its the big Neptizzle
With the Snoopy D-O-Double Jizzle!
(Snoop dogg! Snoop Dogg!)
C-walk to this (Snoop dogg! Snoop Dogg!)
Yeah,
(Bill Fries, Chip Davis)

Me an' Earl was haulin' chickens on a flatbed out of Wiggins, and we'd spent all night on the uphill side of thirty-seven
the S-N-double-O-P, and, biggest Dogg of 'em all
And youse a flea, and
And since I got time to drop it for you, I guess I must
And give it to you mother fuckas like
held tote

Yes, the shit is raw, comin' at your door
You start to scream out loud, Wu-Tang's back for more

More than thousand times one, snatch up, my
The bells were pealing madly to the sky;
And everyone was shouting for the soldiers of the Queen,
And the glory of an age was passing by.

And then there
me
Now picture me standin' on somebody block tryin' to rock
I drop bombs and niggaz see me with that dough by eight o'clock
My feet never touch
is raw, coming at your door
Start to scream out loud, Wu-Tang's back for more

A hundred thousand times one, snatch up my styles get done
I hold