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  • I'm hot as Hades, I drive a Mercedes
    Chromed out, leavin ****** in awe when it bone out
    Big dawg with his bone out
    I'ma put hands on a ***** 'fore I let him run his mouth
    Rollin up some bud, rollin up to the club
    Sunroof wide open, bumpin "California Love"
    I'm Philly to the heart but I'm a California thug
    I don't smoke nothin but Phillies and California drugs
    Who all on the track? I ain't sayin no names
    Everybody on the ground, I ain't playin no games
    I'm a rider, and every show is like a robbery
    Put your hands, now everybody follow me
    They call me Young Roscoe, I rob for gestapo
    That's who I bleed and die fo', you need to stop ho
    The Suave A young assassins, we bonafide
    Recognize by the way we mash that we roll and ride
    [Chorus - female singer]
    Don't be playin with my money - don't be playin, playin with my money
    I am serious 'bout my money - so serious, serious 'bout my money
    And don't be ****** with my money - don't be ******, ****** with my money
    Cause you could die over my money - you could die, over my money
    [uncredited rapper]
    I love this place, in California we chase
    papes push bass, **** the return of Ma$e
    Lay down, **** dap, it's a jack
    ****** attack for cash we clap, **** a scrap *****
    We play thick figures *****
    Pull a strap you shiver, take yo' life ************
    The streets we roam, invade your home
    What you own, we take, we keep, it's not a loan
    Stoned and determined to keep servin
    Your papes I'm rollin, you're new in town now you're learnin
    The game I'm takin, I'm {?} and pickin up all the checks
    The perks, the jetset lifestyle, the ***
    I crunch the calvary with the wild bunch
    Munch on ya brunch while y'all ****** lunch
    ****** cowards, talk to 'em on records
    "Gone in 60 Seconds" this song ya weapon
    Give up ya snaps, lay flat, chicks attract
    for the jack, my paper stacks
    You're doin it wrong, I'm doin it right, uhh
    The street's my life, my money, my wife
    [Chorus]
    [female singer]
    Don't be playin, with my money, no
    So serious 'bout my money, heyyyy
    Don't be ****** with my money, oh oh ohhhh
    You can die, over my money, aheyyyy heyyy
    Don't, uh-huh, uh-huh, heyyy
    Don't play, with my money, noooo
    [Chorus]
  • I'm hot as Hades, I drive a Mercedes
    Chromed out, leavin ****** in awe when it bone out
    Big dawg with his bone out
    I'ma put hands on a ***** 'fore I let him run his mouth
    Rollin up some bud, rollin up to the club
    Sunroof wide open, bumpin "California Love"
    I'm Philly to the heart but I'm a California thug
    I don't smoke nothin but Phillies and California drugs
    Who all on the track? I ain't sayin no names
    Everybody on the ground, I ain't playin no games
    I'm a rider, and every show is like a robbery
    Put your hands, now everybody follow me
    They call me Young Roscoe, I rob for gestapo
    That's who I bleed and die fo', you need to stop ho
    The Suave A young assassins, we bonafide
    Recognize by the way we mash that we roll and ride
    [Chorus - female singer]
    Don't be playin with my money - don't be playin, playin with my money
    I am serious 'bout my money - so serious, serious 'bout my money
    And don't be ****** with my money - don't be ******, ****** with my money
    Cause you could die over my money - you could die, over my money
    [uncredited rapper]
    I love this place, in California we chase
    papes push bass, **** the return of Ma$e
    Lay down, **** dap, it's a jack
    ****** attack for cash we clap, **** a scrap *****
    We play thick figures *****
    Pull a strap you shiver, take yo' life ************
    The streets we roam, invade your home
    What you own, we take, we keep, it's not a loan
    Stoned and determined to keep servin
    Your papes I'm rollin, you're new in town now you're learnin
    The game I'm takin, I'm {?} and pickin up all the checks
    The perks, the jetset lifestyle, the ***
    I crunch the calvary with the wild bunch
    Munch on ya brunch while y'all ****** lunch
    ****** cowards, talk to 'em on records
    "Gone in 60 Seconds" this song ya weapon
    Give up ya snaps, lay flat, chicks attract
    for the jack, my paper stacks
    You're doin it wrong, I'm doin it right, uhh
    The street's my life, my money, my wife
    [Chorus]
    [female singer]
    Don't be playin, with my money, no
    So serious 'bout my money, heyyyy
    Don't be ****** with my money, oh oh ohhhh
    You can die, over my money, aheyyyy heyyy
    Don't, uh-huh, uh-huh, heyyy
    Don't play, with my money, noooo
    [Chorus]