Bone Thugs N Harmony - Foe Tha Love Of $ Lyrics
Foe tha love of moneyGotta make that money manIts still the same nowGotta get on the grindPop in the clip of my nineAnd ***** if you slipYou hit the chalk and fall in the night timeGotta get mineAint takin no shorts or no lossesHop on the phoneCallin my nigga sin at homePolishin that mac-10 cromeGotta a lick so bring yo shitCause once again its onTo the dome with a fifth of burbWe wig to the curb so we swerveAnd rolled out to pick up the triple six thugAnd follow the murder for robbin the dooehouseSmoke jump outta me bongSo high, now comin to slay with four grenades and a gaugeIm a play, watch all em fall in the grave and layPullin in the driveway, wish spotted the place and quickly rolled upBulldozed through the living roomHopped out of the car and started to blow upBuck, buck, and a kaboomMe blew all them bodies all over the roomThem doomedAnd gotta move fast, why?The po-pos cominSnatch up me yummySo nigga dont think its funnyIm comin up quick in the niine-quatCause flesh be lovin this moneyIm given uo love to the hustlasAll them st.clair thugstas makin that money stayin on your feetAnd you better believe gotta have that cheeseFor the green leaves, never catch me sleepStay on the grind, get mineStayin down for mine crime, and I hit up the nine-nineGivin up that llelo, makin me sale, twenties nickles and dimesBeat up and stick up a lick up, that two-elevenGotta get whats mine, then bailinMe kickin up dust, Im trailinFeelin one-eight-sevenThats how it is, and I gotsta have it in the nine-quatMission to check a mill and still be realThuggin on the glock-glock,creepin on a come upWont sleep till Im done upGotta blaze me blunt up, hunt up another plot and schemeGotta make some green, cause soldiers nut up, what up?Gotta get that buisness on, even though the buddah run me, stun meFeelin lovely, but Im just in it for he love of the moneyChorusStandin on the corner straight slangin rocksAw ahit! here comes the mutha*****in cops!So I dash, I ducks, and I hides behind a treeMakin sure the mutha*****as dont see meNow my fat sack of rocks hell yeah I stuffed emPolice on my draws, I had to pauseAnd yeah, its still mutha***** emNow my game is tight, tight as ***** is my gameEasy mutha*****in e or eric wright its all the sameNow niggas might trip on how I stash my gripI gotta have it *****For the love of this shitMutha*****a!!ChorusWhen dough got me thugsta, thuggish ways, down for my crime everytimeFollow me down the nine-nine, and you will find all of me kindCheck out the ripsta, now, drop downRun em up outta me hoodRips straight when makin me grip wiht me clickRollin with ruthless, the thug I beMe put em in mud, buck em, and pump bloodGot nothing to lose, *****Ya beter respect rip, or ya best check this slugIts goin down steady pump and peel rounds, gunnin with a me gangBang, gotta make that money manIts still the sameSteady runnin thang wild, and follow me nowWhile I take you up into a barrel of a gun, seeFor the dub youre doneFor the bud, I run, for the love of my moneyNigga down for my thug off in this gameSo peep as me creep and me crawlin off on the mission to back in theDaysWhen niggas was bailin with sawed-offs and wanted to get paidRunnin to my side, lil nigga, ripsta, both on the mission for moneyYou give u the cash, oh, that was your assCause me and me nigga was hungaryAnd *****, if youre stallin you might just catch one to the templeAnd um, bone raw doggin, so nigga just make tha shit simple and runTo catch one nigga me fill em with bullets and dump em in riversRemember, me killa nowFor money, me dig ya six feet in a ditch and get richerCause ***** you were slippinIll cut ya, then rip ya, then buck ya downSteayd rodin and stealin makin a killinNigga drugdealin, needin a millionHustlin drugs when the thugs be chillinFor the money, these niggas be sellin off in the cutWhere you find a nigga thuggin off in braids and skulliesAnd when I stick ya and lick ya, rememberI get em up for the love of the moneyFor the love of moneyYeah, bone in the mutha*****in house for the nine-quats niggaYeah, rollin with ruthless records in this *****My niggas, layzie bone, bizzy bine, wish bone, and flesh-n-boneAnd Im that nigga, krayzie bone, in the mutha*****in house
