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  • Yo, I got this plan to make some money
    I want you to keep this ************t to yourself
    At 6:15 a.m, the truck pulls out of the
    Post office on
    Lanker************n and
    Wilsher Now it makes one stop before it goes to
    Sacramento
    Which is a mail drop-off at
    First Federal
    Loan and Savings
    I did whatever
    I could to get by
    Slang ****, jack people, hands in the sky
    When you livin' on the edge, yeah homie it's a high
    You get caught up in the drama and eventually you die
    Livin' in a hard world, some are livin' lies
    Son you better wise up and open up your eyes
    ************t it never easy homie people will connive
    Better have a hustle, if you mean to survive
    Why you're so greedy, can you tell us all why?
    Look homie believe me you're ******' metal ply
    For the dollar everybody is a target that's real
    Talkin' is smog you're fate's signed and sealed
    You could be the next one cross 'em in the path
    What maybe if you do the math you can avoid the blood bath
    All the money that we stole too weak to take greed
    Give it to an honest man the money is still deep
    Dollar bill y'all
    Dollar bill y'all
    Dollar, dollar, dollar
    Dollar, dollar bill y'all
    Dollar bill y'all
    Dollar bill y'all
    Dollar, dollar, dollar
    Dollar, dollar bill y'all
    Dollar bill y'all
    Dollar bill y'all
    Dollar, dollar, dollar
    Dollar, dollar bill y'all
    Dollar bill y'all
    Dollar bill y'all
    Dollar, dollar, dollar
    Dollar, dollar bill y'all
    I ain't got through all my life
    Fiend for the mean green
    Never get enough is a mother ******' gangsta dream
    For the love on a cash flow
    You could live fast and you could die slow
    Show where's the can bet your ass you believe it '
    Cause *******s that you know try hard to be schemin'
    Work hard is ******* for everything to rock
    You a dead mother ******* 'fore
    I get got
    Fools got game floss and drop names
    My move's faster than a runaway train
    ******* the world don't ask me for ************t
    Catch you on your knees and you want some ************
    Spot a gold ******* with a hairline trigger
    Each root they make, their reputations get bigger
    For the love of the money, ************, and drug
    Fools change and get all twisted up
    Dollar bill y'all
    Dollar bill y'all
    Dollar, dollar, dollar
    Dollar, dollar bill y'all
    Dollar bill y'all
    Dollar bill y'all
    Dollar, dollar, dollar
    Dollar, dollar bill y'all
    Dollar bill y'all
    Dollar bill y'all
    Dollar, dollar, dollar
    Dollar, dollar bill y'all
    Dollar bill y'all
    Dollar bill y'all
    Dollar, dollar, dollar
    Dollar, dollar bill y'all
    Only if ya better keep your eyes peeled '
    Cause you were talkin' for jacks and that's real
    Whether you rap or do biz or drug deal
    Homie for the dollar, you can get yourself killed
    He decided to jet it, could happen with no discussion
    Straps of all pain fools ******' eruptin'
    For the green little papers jackin' your neighbors
    But what if your neighbor put the arms in his favor?
    Picked up the heater to mash you punk *******
    Don't wanna earn ************t you wanna jack for the riches
    Nothin' in life's for free my ******* learn that
    You burn someone they might just burn back
    Scorchin' ******* to the third degree
    Auh y'all trigger deserve to be
    Put out of you misery, you're history son
    When your body disappears, then the mystery come
    Dollar bill y'all
    Dollar bill y'all
    Dollar, dollar, dollar
    Dollar, dollar bill y'all
    Dollar bill y'all
    Dollar bill y'all
    Dollar, dollar, dollar
    Dollar, dollar bill y'all
    Dollar bill y'all
    Dollar bill y'all
    Dollar, dollar, dollar
    Dollar, dollar bill y'all
    Dollar bill y'all
    Dollar bill y'all
    Dollar, dollar, dollar
    Dollar, dollar bill y'all
  • Yo, I got this plan to make some money
    I want you to keep this ************t to yourself
    At 6:15 a.m, the truck pulls out of the
    Post office on
    Lanker************n and
    Wilsher Now it makes one stop before it goes to
    Sacramento
    Which is a mail drop-off at
    First Federal
    Loan and Savings
    I did whatever
    I could to get by
    Slang ****, jack people, hands in the sky
    When you livin' on the edge, yeah homie it's a high
    You get caught up in the drama and eventually you die
    Livin' in a hard world, some are livin' lies
    Son you better wise up and open up your eyes
    ************t it never easy homie people will connive
    Better have a hustle, if you mean to survive
    Why you're so greedy, can you tell us all why?
    Look homie believe me you're ******' metal ply
    For the dollar everybody is a target that's real
    Talkin' is smog you're fate's signed and sealed
    You could be the next one cross 'em in the path
    What maybe if you do the math you can avoid the blood bath
    All the money that we stole too weak to take greed
    Give it to an honest man the money is still deep
    Dollar bill y'all
    Dollar bill y'all
    Dollar, dollar, dollar
    Dollar, dollar bill y'all
    Dollar bill y'all
    Dollar bill y'all
    Dollar, dollar, dollar
    Dollar, dollar bill y'all
    Dollar bill y'all
    Dollar bill y'all
    Dollar, dollar, dollar
    Dollar, dollar bill y'all
    Dollar bill y'all
    Dollar bill y'all
    Dollar, dollar, dollar
    Dollar, dollar bill y'all
    I ain't got through all my life
    Fiend for the mean green
    Never get enough is a mother ******' gangsta dream
    For the love on a cash flow
    You could live fast and you could die slow
    Show where's the can bet your ass you believe it '
    Cause *******s that you know try hard to be schemin'
    Work hard is ******* for everything to rock
    You a dead mother ******* 'fore
    I get got
    Fools got game floss and drop names
    My move's faster than a runaway train
    ******* the world don't ask me for ************t
    Catch you on your knees and you want some ************
    Spot a gold ******* with a hairline trigger
    Each root they make, their reputations get bigger
    For the love of the money, ************, and drug
    Fools change and get all twisted up
    Dollar bill y'all
    Dollar bill y'all
    Dollar, dollar, dollar
    Dollar, dollar bill y'all
    Dollar bill y'all
    Dollar bill y'all
    Dollar, dollar, dollar
    Dollar, dollar bill y'all
    Dollar bill y'all
    Dollar bill y'all
    Dollar, dollar, dollar
    Dollar, dollar bill y'all
    Dollar bill y'all
    Dollar bill y'all
    Dollar, dollar, dollar
    Dollar, dollar bill y'all
    Only if ya better keep your eyes peeled '
    Cause you were talkin' for jacks and that's real
    Whether you rap or do biz or drug deal
    Homie for the dollar, you can get yourself killed
    He decided to jet it, could happen with no discussion
    Straps of all pain fools ******' eruptin'
    For the green little papers jackin' your neighbors
    But what if your neighbor put the arms in his favor?
    Picked up the heater to mash you punk *******
    Don't wanna earn ************t you wanna jack for the riches
    Nothin' in life's for free my ******* learn that
    You burn someone they might just burn back
    Scorchin' ******* to the third degree
    Auh y'all trigger deserve to be
    Put out of you misery, you're history son
    When your body disappears, then the mystery come
    Dollar bill y'all
    Dollar bill y'all
    Dollar, dollar, dollar
    Dollar, dollar bill y'all
    Dollar bill y'all
    Dollar bill y'all
    Dollar, dollar, dollar
    Dollar, dollar bill y'all
    Dollar bill y'all
    Dollar bill y'all
    Dollar, dollar, dollar
    Dollar, dollar bill y'all
    Dollar bill y'all
    Dollar bill y'all
    Dollar, dollar, dollar
    Dollar, dollar bill y'all