Versuri 06. Money, Cash, Hoes

Turn the lights all the way 
Turn the lights all the way down 
What? Yeah, come on, Big flow 
Come on, yeah, come on 
 
Yo, yo JAY, I flow sick 
Fuck all y'all haters blow dick 
I spits the game for those that throw bricks 
Money, cash, hoes, money, cash, chicks, what? 
 
Sex murder and mayhem romance for the street 
Only wife of mines is a life of crime 
And since life's a bitch in mini skirts and big chests 
How can I not flirt with death 
 
That's life's a nigga, long as life prevent us 
We gonna sin a lot and pray to Christ, forgive us 
Fuck it, ice the wrists and raise the price on these niggaz 
Y'all can't floss on my level 
 
I'll invite you all to get wit us if ya ball is glitter 
When I go all the harlem playaz wall my picture 
If you get close enough you can read the scripture 
It reads money, cash, hoes, how real was that nigga, what? 
 
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Flavors robust platinum and gold touch 
Y'all rap now, fast money lets slow it up 
Niggaz try to stop Jay Z to no luck 
Roc A Fella foreva CEO, what? What? 
 
Us the villains, fuck your feelings 
While y'all playa hate we in the upper millions 
What's the dealing', huh, it's like New York's been soft 
Ever since Snoop came through and crushed the buildings 
 
I'm tryin' to restore the feeling' fuck the law keep dealin' 
More money, more cash, more chilling 
I know they gone criticize the hook on this song 
Like I give a fuck I'm just a crook on this song 
 
Bed Stuy Brooknon took on the world 
Shit, I led a life you can write a book on 
Sex murder and mayhem romance for the street 
Man and I tell ya it'll be the best seller 
 
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DMX and my dogs bite 
Jigga, my nigga rhyme all night 
Thugs for life one night with this rap shit 
Let 'em go and I bet they know what'll happen 
 
When we clap shit 
Actin' like we owe 'em somethin' 
Then we show 'em somethin' 
Talk greasy I think they found 'em down the road or somethin' 
 
Fuckin' wit a madman in a bad mood 
It's like fuckin' wit a mad dog that wasn't fed food 
The only thing thats stoppin' him is you, what? 
'Cos the only thing that he'll be droppin' is you, what? 
 
Topic include 
Choppin' in two 
Drop it to Clue and the response from the street 
This was one dog that loves raw meat 
 
But gettin' back to just 'cos I love my niggaz 
I shed blood for my niggaz 
Let a nigga holler where my niggaz 
All I'ma hear is right here my nigga, come on 
 
Money, cash, hoes, money, cash, hoes, what? 
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Roc A Fella shit, uh, uh 
Ruff Ryders, my nigga Swizz 
Uh, uh, uh, uh 
Dont stop Biatch 
Uh, uh, uh, yeah 
Inspect the game yo 
Inspect the game yo