Lyrics:
my life on the line bout this money my nigga but nothing else ain no crash dummy
Put it all on the line nigga if you standing for it then ride bout it
like aint got time
Aint got no limit, had to leave that lean alone before my time ended all about my money nigga
If you aint bout the money like T I P
I'm balling with my raw design
Doesn't cost a penny to be gorgeous and be dropping dimes
Motherfuck the money, I'm a miser til the end of time
Monster
ya, bust it son
Cause I'm number one
Just do it, pursue it
Hit it Run!
Yo I'm flowin' and showin' rocks knots and shockin' the mind
I'm only
I'm rockin' on that stage now
Ran up a check, I wanna flex
Don't want no break now
We put insurance on my money
So it's safe now i'm like, "Slime
Why
and let it blow yo mind
Bitch boy my names Esham for real
Niggas still I kill for my dollar
So real I'm out for the fortune and game
Street politics,
shit all ik. That money come in then I'm getting sumo. I plot on the gwalla like bodies for juice. Having my fuccin way. Get yo hoe out my fuccin face.
on my way to hell with a full tank
I don't care what them boys think, 'cause what I'm on is a sure thang
Stackin' they money up like it's lego's, tienes
in my tummy
Pablo taught me watch the fu gang
1300 reppin', can't compete
Because yo crew lame
You best watch where you steppin'
Cross the line,
places round my neck
Bathed by the sunshine and the seas of pearls
Fanned by tanned skinned beautiful girls
A twitch of a grass skirt caught my eye
I said
to the top, 'till the very last drop (yeah)
I'll make you tapes of the rhymes I say
I'm selling sex rhymes by the pound
You horny MCs, won't gather 'round my
Yeah
Yo this shit's pretty deep so
So listen up close
Listen
Yeah, I'm sitting in the rain
Open up my book
Flip a couple pages
Going through
a rollie
I buss her down
Im the man on side of my town
Keep playing with me ima gun yo ass down
I got 30s with lots of rounds
Seen you with yo bitch but she
this is Piru
Slide through with the Erykah Badu
West side Compton, nigga don't mind if I do
From Piru Street to my old street
Nigga this Compton,
the real judgment day song
So you better hope they have me singing by yo gravestone
I keep dreaming that I'm fallin
And I'm stumbling on my words
The man
to the old
We live by the code
Do what you love in life
Unless it can get you runnin' from the po-po, woo!
Now that money ain't a thing like, woo!
tiempo, cuando me siento a crear
Y te robo el tiempo, para que escuches lo real
Yeah
Many trials and tribulations
Unnecessary situations
Bruised my my mind
face with a passion
Started from nothing, now look at me cashing
Wavy, so wavy, my flow an attraction
Money my mind like that type of transaction
Watchu
seen
Money turn man into a monster in it, so don't
Fuck wit me, man I ain't got it, but I'm
Hungry as a bitch it got my mind boggled eye on the
Topic
of Akhenaton
Pharaohgamo Demi God, sledge hammer a demagogue
Cross my heart and hope to die been through shit I swear to god
Would've killed a weaker mind but I
a wedding ring
I know if I lay the pipe down she gonr keep coming back
But I ain't worried bout that girl, somebody get me my racks yeah
Yo eyes don't deceive
Yeah, ha
You so fly I like yo mind, body, & soul, you my angel
I want you right beside me, to get your pictures & your angels
I'm steady fucking with
What's crackin hummie
495 on my chest, city on my back
Yo what you know about cookin crack in the back of yuh granny crib nigga
What you know about
When I hit her broad side
My name haunts, chicks train the thought
My dick stick in they mind run a train on they thoughts
To my (playas get ya
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