Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm OhhhhhhhhhhhhOhhhhhhhhhhhhhh yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh [Verse 1: C-Bo] Now see I be the man with all the plans Trips and personal leer
size the money an the price of the caine from ruby 13-5's is how we get it cracked out, the metro packs saran wrapped an get it if it's money then a nigga
2pac aka Makaveli [Hook] I won't deny it I'm still Ridin' For My Nigga Makeveli Got all my niggas with me Straight West Coast mutherfuckin' G's [C-Bo
from my fans, get up out of jail Waitin for my court ap-pail [C-Bo] Nigga pass the strap and let me blast I'm quick to get off in that ass It's Forty
and big blocks, gettin the money Sippin X-O Hen, and I get it for the 1-10 In a convertible Benz, fearin hunted, on twins They call me Bo-Loc, and fo'
the left, inhale a breath of chronic smoke Exhale like a pro, I be too much for you to cope [Chorus: C-Bo] We steady countin our money, on a mission
C-Bo] It ain't no clowin this trick, real niggas'll load clips Pushin luxury cars, when we dip It's all about stackin them chips, makin that long money
I want it, that glitter ain't gold But fuck that shit, I want a twelve inch dick A Coupe, a chrome, and a money makin bitch [Verse 1: C-Bo] A 'Lac,
(feat. AP-9, Spice 1) [C-Bo] I hits em up with a two finger Out the roof of a regal And combat fool I m knowing to pack a Desterin egal Niggas know
niggas down to die with me Slide with me and pull a homicide with me [C-Bo] Growing up really never had much Except my folks try to fucking get touch
it comes We all, get paid Ooohhhh ooohhhh, we make money by the ton, that's the way it comes We all, get paid Oooohhhhh [Verse Two: C-Bo] I'm all about
mayne, yeah"] It's gon' be, F-A-C, T to the Feds gon' mess with me And F-A-B, when they see, mixtape money yes they pay me Mugabe, Inspector G, bring
(feat. MAC, T-Bo & XL) Chorus 2X: XL I'm Know they see me coming I'm A baller Just cuz I got money they wanna lock me up tonight [Verse One: C-Murder
talking I don't stunt at all [Verse 1: C-Murder] You don't wanna mess with that glock boy (that glock boy) test me with that glock you get popped boy (dropped boy) on the spot money
them boys with them rags 'round they fo'head, (Uh Ohh) Group of muthafuckas that got security hollerin 'Code Red' Get Crunk, Get Buck, ya'll pussy bitches get
breakfast food, UHH! [C] When you wish [I] When you wish [C] Upon a star [I] Upon a star [C] To follow what? [I] To follow what? [C] And where you are
was when the Bridge stuck together The era of crack vails and dapadamn leathers Karena was a funny nigga Fat Boy a hungry nigga Wells from the 40 busters was a get money
us when you was lickin the lower lip makin' the double fib with your fingers all over it trippin' all over you whenever you rock the show time to get money
