Ruff Ryders - Dope Money Lyrics
What, whatYou over there styles?Yeah dogSecond album nigga, real l.o.x.BlazeWe run the streets, yall know who to bet (cmon)***** yall niggas (lets go)Verse one:Couldnt live the life I liveWhys thatI could die any minute, I get high every minute*****in with snake niggas, and sleepin with foul *****esCame thru on the lightest whip with two pounds in itPull over where the hustlers beWhys thatCause I get chills when you talk of hustlin gsSo Im always where the powder be atWhat it meanI can blow five bricks to ten in an hour if thatStay away from where the cowards be atWhys thatTime is money god, and you cant get an hour backOr I would do it again to get the power backHave godfather status, make niggas bow to thatYou can all shine and glitter and keep the onesFives and tens, for twenties and up, we dummy it upMake a lot of money, and look bummy and whatCause money aint shit, respect is everythingSo if I kill niggas dead, dont ask me shitI take blunts to the head, so dont pass me shitId rather die from a bullet, than a nasty *****If the good die young, all that mean to meIs that the hood die young/ we call it the last daysWhat you know about coppin a house to fight pits inOr blowin weed smoke on the cops that write ticketsHenny and what, shit we can semi it upWith your picture on the wall, in memory ofStay in sync with the hood, gray minks with the hoodWe tryin to get money like chinks in the hoodThey ask me how Im doing nowI tell em better than themAnd if your man frontHe can get eleven in himAnd if you told them onceThen you better tell him againAy yo, now lets seeWho you know *****in with sheek luc, jadakiss,And s paperChorus:From dope money to rap money, and back to dope money (cmon)Loaded guns, the empty ones, over do