TRUE! must have been too hard for you. This commitment is forever, STRAIGHT EDGE! You stand for nothing and no one. The battle was lost, but the war was won. THIS
! must have been too hard for you. This commitment is forever, STRAIGHT EDGE! You stand for nothing and no one. The battle was lost, but the war was won. THIS
for the cash so it's hard to knok it Everybody got they own thang, currency chasin Worldwide through the hard times, warrior faces Shed tears as we bury
Cent) It ain't easy to make money (Whoo) So now everybody wanna take money (Uh huh, uh huh) You ain't a thug, matter fact you a fake money (Take money
she love me, cause I'm riding on dubs Money can't money can't, buy me trust But my money is attracted, to the backstabbers Money bring money bring, plenty
better than a money f**kin with my money. Get yo money stacked right outta sunday school On a bright and sunny sunday. This ain't funny. I ain't jokin
spill Nigga U Understand that, clack up, done deal Break y'all crack, corny nigga for this here Y'all set it off, get your city, come up here Bury y'
] [Lil Wayne:] I walk around the club, fuck everybody And all my niggas got that Heat I feel like Pat Riley Yeah, too much money, ain't enough money You know the feds listening, nigga what money
frames got me paid watch me mane I'm cocky slave with this Rocky chain I got I got my fames cluttered with this bud and this name of it is Fame and its
[The Game talking] What the fuck is all this noise? He from Cali he can't rap He ain't better than this nigga That's my favorite artist Fuck y'all hear
on this thin line, I know the ledge Allegience I pledge strictly to my comittee Way above the law, we soar the inner city My crime pays, deep in the
saved You owe me your faith Parable money and names Motherfuckers acting funny as flames Who would follow you? I should kill you and bottle you and bury
, crumbs for 21 For the ones who take chances, money in advances Spill blood in ambulances The live diss, for all of you sirens Jump in your ride to this
(feat. Big Tymers, Tha Capos, Mack 10) [Mannie Fresh] Wuuuun (Whaa-Whaa-Whaa-Whaa) Check me out (Come on) Cash Money Millionaires Check me out [Lil
[Mannie Fresh] Wuuuun (Whaa-Whaa-Whaa-Whaa) Check me out (Come on) Cash Money Millionaires Check me out [Lil Wayne] Baby named me Fire Wayne, wit lots
a tech My paper stay risin whether cash or check [Chorus: Kastro] At all costs hold down fort And let the Lord be the judge in this all out court Where money
/Modified Chorus: Fredro Starr] These streets is tryin to kill me That's why I keep a Mac-Mil this shit is real to me This shit is deadly, this ghetto
! Don't forget the ring baby peep my swag Got dro by the jar homie, I dont fuck with bags I'm the realest rapper that this city ever had Rick Realla's