I'm 'bout my hustle homey, I've got to show I'm on a mission baby get that dough And once I get it gotta get some mo' [B-Real:] You take the game and
askin me fo' dough And I'm yellin, "I can't help ya" "But Nelly can we get tickets to the next show?" Hell no (what's witchu?!) you for real?! Hey yo, now that
- in background)] (Turns.. turns, turns, turns, and turns My ni**az grow and grow and grow and gettin dough and dough and dough from this state to that state from this cell to that
a gun) (Whatcha gonna do when you get outta jail?) From Compton to Jersey (I'm gonna buy me a gun) Gettin' it real hard ni**az in Michigan, (M.O.B ni**a, M.O.B
get more respect from the mutha-fuckin' dope man The Grammy's and the American music shows pimp us like hoes They got dough but they hate us though You better keep your mind on the real
I remember Mr. Magic, FLASH, Grandmaster Caz LL raisin hell but, that didn't last Eric B. & Rakim was, the shit to me I flip to see a Doug E. Fresh show
of Me,Gone Take A Picture Of Me (Check Me Out) [Big Ken:] Pistol Pistol, my pistol stay cocked M-O-B-B bitch we on TOP ask bout my block that bitch is
was all for the dough I get the club jumpin, cause I'm sick with flow You know it's sold out, like wherever I go I jam packed the show man that's fo'
niggaz is only gon' leave you smoke So the only thing left now is toast for these cowards (that's right) I got no friends, fuck most of these cowards (that
my nigga Live in trife, and thats real Talkin shit on us, thats like pullin out a knife and dont kill Thats on for treal (?) I'm on for million wit your pit, in the clit that
Faggot ass niggas (50 Cent show these niggas how to rock) Yo, they done shot that boy down like a dog in the street Left him smelly, man fuck that, roll em over take that
froze I'll build an empire on the low the narc's don't know I'm the weatherman I take that cocoa leaf and make that snow Sit back, watch it turn to dough
A. [TS] Beyitch! [8B] Hah, that's right, Space Age forever, nigga [TS] T-Mix on the funk [8B] Dangerous Music, uhh [TS] Suave House [8B] I love that
your bitch house, limpin', nigga Stompin', pimpin' [Chorus] [EightBall] Yeah, we be droppin' dope shit for the real ones Niggaz got real guns, cause they make real
t stand to get my feet off the ground (I get so high) And I just can't stand to get my feet off the ground (I get so high) [MJG:] Now let me explain
