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Who Shot Ya

The Notorious B.I.G.

Big Poppa

1995

Poppa smash fools, bash fools (uh)
Niggas mad because I know that cash rules
Everything around me two Glock 9's
Any motherfucker whispering about mines

Who Shot Ya

The Notorious B.I.G.

Rollin' Deep

2000

Poppa smash fools, bash fools (uh)
Niggas mad because I know that cash rules
Everything around me two Glock 9's
Any motherfucker whispering about mines

should with holes by my side
They're down to put the ride and do a homicide
Yeah, and it's all for the cash, the pussy, the money, homie just like that

Money Over Bullshit

Nas

Hip Hop Is Dead

2006

to auto, I don't have to blast mine
They blast mine, black 9, you flatline, my cash climb
Buy rare art, antique pieces, Mona Lisa's, own no leases

No Struggle No Progress

U.N.L.V.

Mac Melph Calio

1998

{Tec-9}
I don't like to dream about gettin' paid
No time for slippin' no time to get laid
Got to get mine, get it with the Tec-9
Nigga's on the come

pay me , mi chedda
ah ah ah ah
pay me my money madam
pay me in cash
pay me my money
pay mi my money madam.

HOOK
they know AMA queen
getting money since

broke by the levy (It broke by the levy)
Exotics is what I be drivin' lil nigga no this ain't a renty (No this ain't a renty)
We stappin' them tecs
We

It's all about this money, kid
It's all about this money, CREAM
Y'na'mean? I gotta get it, son
I gotta get it, my pocket's hurt again
(Cash rules

Percocet, I can't see straight (Uh-huh)
She do white like Eminem (Uh-huh)
Slim Shady, money in the bank (Uh-huh)
No Limit gang, gon' pull up in a tank

Down Foe My Thang

Bone Thugs-N-Harmony

Creepin on ah Come Up

1994

on a TEC, loc'd out with the khakis and high techs. Respect them St. 
Clair thugs hustlin' drugs, gotta make that money, man. Rap be the thang, and the fact

y'all Hooters shit
Tell me what you think, read that shit
You steady talkin' cash money, me I don't believe this shit
I be walkin' 'round with money

to his side
Cash walked up out the store
He watchin' them to they ride
Cash bout to take them niggas money
And they bout to die!
Cash pull a AR out his

beneath me (Ayy)
Money got 'em watchin' like a TV (yeah)
Told you they can't see us like they Stevie
(Hold on, what?)
All these haters mad, they cannot be

passed me by
If you ask me where I been
It's at my nine-five.
I'm working all day
And over time
Damn
It fucking sucks to have a Nine to Five
Fuck My Nine

by spittin real raps
Daydream that I'm stackin up the paper real fast
I'm thinkin bout the ways I can get some real cash
I really want the money man I

He ain't gettin' it though (Pussy, pussy)
I mix the 'Preme with the Polo (Polo)
Ayy, all my niggas rockin' dolo
(Rockin' dolo)
Ayy, I got the 9, TECs

sai da mira da minha TEC 9 ou vai virar farinha 

Queimando um dedo de kong
Eu vou fazer subir fumaça 
Lit up quebra no song
Sobe o lucro do diraça

Doing This Dash pull Up Your Pants
You're Cash Her Out move Right Your Back
So We Could Where She Went i'm Tec Nasty
I'm Texing Net
So I Can Play For

TEC, my mic on? I hear y'all talkin', trust me, I do

My verses deserve herses
One doctor, two nurses and four surgeons
Catch me wherever the perps

that I got
Been about my busi-ness
Peepin' inside my fat stack
This Tec-9 makin' these motherfuckers panic
Held in the hand by
A psychopathic

Dumb money is a term used by financial media
To describe the average retail investor
Because of their perceived lack of understanding about

so, go ahead
Stab at it like a fork in the hand
L let them nines have it
Work in the kitchen, money in the Craftmatic
Re-Up, we up one like a plus

Ghetto Cowboy

Bone Thugs-N-Harmony

The Collection: Vol. 2 [Clean]

2000

cowboy)
You better count your money. 
You better count money 
(ghetto cowboy)
(ghetto cowboy)

Rise and shine
Good mornin, Howdy 
9 o clock we meet

Through the lights, cameras
And action glamour, glitters and gold
I unfold the scroll
Plant seeds to stampede the globe
When I'm deceased
By then