Foe Tha Love of $ (feat. Eazy-E)

For the love of money

Gotta make that money, man

That money man, it's still the same now

Gotta make that money, man

That money man, it's still the same now

Gotta make that money, man

That money man, it's still the same now

Gotta make that money, man

That money man, it's still the same now

Gotta get on the grind, pop in the clip of my .9

And bitch, if you slip, hit the chalk, and fall in the night time, gotta get mine

Ain't taking no shorts or no losses

Hop on the phone, call up my ****, sittin' at home

Polishin' that Mac-10 chrome

Gotta a lick we can hit, so bring yo shit

'Cause once again, it's on (For the love of money)

To the dome with a fifth of burb

My wig to the curb, so we swerve and rolled out

To pick up the triple six thug

And follow the murder for robbing the dope house (For the love of money)

Smoke up outta me bong

So high, now comin' to slay with four grenades and a gauge, I'ma play

Watch all 'em fall in the grave and lay (For the love of money)

Pullin' in the driveway

Wish spotted the place and quickly rolled up

Bulldozed through the living room

Hopped out of the car and started to blow up (For the love of money)

Buck, buck, and a kaboom, and blew all them bodies all over the room, them doomed

And gotta move fast, why? The po-po's comin' (For the love of money)

Snatch up me yummy, so ****, don't think it's funny

I'm comin' up quick in the nine-quad 'cause Flesh be lovin' his money (For the love of money)

I'm given up love to the hustlers, all them St. Clair thugstas

Makin' that money, stayin' on your feet

And you better believe, gotta have that cheese

For the green leaves, never catch me sleep (For the love of money)

Stay on the grind, get mine, stayin' down for a crime, and I hit up the nine-nine

Givin' up that yayo, makin' me say it, twenties, nickles and dimes (For the love of money)

Beat up and stick up a lick up, that two-eleven

Gotta get what's mine, then bailin'

Me kickin' up dust, I'm trailing, failing, 187 (For the love of money)

That's how it is, and I gotsta have it in the nine-quad

Mission to check a mill' and still be real

Thuggin' on the Glock-Glock, creeping on a come up (For the love of money)

Won't sleep till I'm done up, gotta blaze me blunt up

Hunt up another plot and scheme, gotta make some green

'Cause soldiers nut up, what up? (For the love of money)

Gotta get that business on, even though the Buddha run me

Stun me, feelin' lovely

But I'm just in it for the love of the money (For the love of money)

Gotta make that money, man

That money man, it's still the same now

Gotta make that money, man

That money man, it's still the same now (For the love of money)

Gotta make that money, man (For the love of money)

That money man, it's still the same now

Gotta make that money, man

That money man, it's still the same now (For the love of money)

Standin' on the corner straight slangin' rocks

Aww shit, here comes the muthafuckin' cops (For the love of money)

So I dash, I ducks, and I hides behind a tree

Makin' sure the motherfuckers don't see me (For the love of money)

Now my fat sack of rocks, hell yeah, I stuffed 'em

Police on my draws, I had to pause, and yeah (For the love of money)

It's still motherfuck 'em

Now my game is tight, tight as fuck, is my game (For the love of money)

Eazy motherfucking E or Eric Wright, it's all the same

Now **** might trip, on how I stacks my grip, I got to have it, bitch (For the love of money)

Gotta make that money, man

That money man, it's still the same now (For the love of this shit)

Gotta make that money, man

That money man, it's still the same now (Motherfucker)

Gotta make that money, man

That money man, it's still the same now

Gotta make that money, man (That money)

The dough got me thugsta, thuggish ways

Down for my crime, everytime

Follow me down the nine-nine

And you will find al of mankind

Check out the Ripsta now, drop down (For the love of money)

Run 'em up outta me hood

Rip straight when I'm makin' it grip with 'em and click

Rollin' with Ruthless, the thug I be (For the love of money)

Me put 'em in mud, buck 'em, and pump blood

Got nothing to lose, bitch

You better respect Rip

Or you best check this slug (For the love of money)

It's goin' down, steady pump and peel rounds

Gunnin' with-a me gang

Bang, gotta make that money, man

It's still the same, steady runnin' things wild (For the love of money)

And follow me now, while I take you up into a barrel of a gun, see

For the dub you're done, for the bud I run, for the love of my money (For the love of money)

Gotta get down for my thang off in this thug game

So peep as me creep and me crawlin' off on the mission to back in the days

When **** was bailin' with sawed-offs and wanted to get paid (For the love of money)

Runnin' to my side, little' ****, rips up off that mission for money

You give up the cash, oh, that was your ass

'Cause me and me **** was hungry (For the love of money)

And bitch, if you're stallin', you might just catch one to the temple

And um, Bone raw doggin'

So ****, just make the shit simple and run (For the love of money)

To catch one ****

Me fill 'em with bullets and dump 'em in rivers

Remember, me killer now (For the love of money)

For money, me dig you six feet in a ditch and get richer

'Cause bitch you were slippin', I'll cut you, then rip you

Then buck you down (For the love of money)

Steady robbin' and stealin', makin' a killin'

****, drug dealin', needin' a million

Hustlin' drugs when the thugs be chillin'

For the money, these **** be sellin' off in the cut (For the love of money)

Where you find a **** thuggin' off in braids and skullies

And when I stick you, and lick you

Remember, I get 'em up for the love of the money (For the love of money)

Yeah (For the love of money)

Bone in the muthafuckin' house for the nine-quads, **** (For the love of money)

Yeah, rollin' with Ruthless in this bitch

My **** Layzie Bone, Bizzy Bone, Wish Bone, And Flesh-n-Bone (For the love of money)

And I'm that ****, Krayzie Bone

In the muthafuckin' house