作词 : Andre Young/V. Smith/C. Smith/S. Anderson/J. Turnbull/L. Aekah Bouhairie/R. Monclova/A. Schefrin/M. Zager 作曲 : Andre Young/V. Smith/C. Smith/S. Anderson/J. Turnbull/L. Aekah Bouhairie/R. Monclova/A. Schefrin/M. Zager Money, money, money Duffel bag on the floor, blow it fast, let it go Raise a glass for the coast, we the last of the GOATs **** funny when they broke, say they love me when they don't With the Cs and the Bs, I get money with 'em both Floor seats, **** the bleachers, back to breathing that ether Riding around with a feature, ****, this the Mona Lisa **** being lyrical, I'm a walking miracle, vultures in my cereal The music is my vehicle, Negro spiritual Sliding down Imperial, ****, this a different texture Homie, I ain't with the extras, full clip for the hecklers In the hood, I'm a pharaoh, blue rag my apparel Party at the hotel, never hear a ho tell I'm the shit if I do say, Gin and Juice over D'USSÉ Strippers jumping outta Snoop cake, lil' ****, how the truth taste? In the meanwhile, I'm digging though these weed piles Momma, look at me now, Martha on speed dial Verified in the streets, rap sheet got a lot of fans Energy Long Beach, see through 'em like a hologram Chasing a bill, back in the field, got my conceal, call it Lucille Keeping it trill on Cypress Hill, you got to be real This shit here built to last, had to break the hourglass Slow money come fast, just a doggy bag Now gon' 'head and get mad, never been a kiss ass Then woke me out my slumber, 'bout to do numbers on your bitch ass To all my young Black entrepreneurs, stack paper Skyscrapers, get you some mother****ing haters And my young rap entrepreneurs, reach your goals **** them hoes, through the concrete grew a rose They ain't tell you that the world was yours, stack your paper Skyscrapers, **** all you mother****ing haters All my young rich entrepreneurs, keep your vision **** the system, turn the cap into capitalism John Wilkes in the booth, I'm a hundred, Wilt when I shoot So tailor-made in my suit, I'm the Michael J of my group This Johnny Blaze and that's Snoop, and that's Dr. Dre in the coupe He give the cue out on Bishop, ain't no OJ in this juice Another day, another pick up, but I ain't playing no hoops With this inner circle I figured I'd try and stay in the loop Stick to the script, this a stick up, but I'ma stick to the truth Black Thought with a Black fist up like I'ma stick to my roots I'm hot, boss, don't slip in New York, I'm dripping with hot sauce And I'm feeling real Gucci, that means I'm dripping, no knock off Party just like a rockstar and I'm sipping a Rockstar Your woman think I'm crack and I know I'm getting my rocks off Most these rappers is fiends, I mean they know where the rocks are It's like they hit the rock and hit rock bottom to rock hard But me and Boss Dogg keep a Roscoe like Boss Hogg Might call just because and 'cause you lost, you a lost cause Go 'head and get bad, I'ma go 'head and get cash And I don't get sleep, I get big bags, you big mad
[00:00.000] 作词 : Andre Young/V. Smith/C. Smith/S. Anderson/J. Turnbull/L. Aekah Bouhairie/R. Monclova/A. Schefrin/M. Zager [00:01.000] 作曲 : Andre Young/V. Smith/C. Smith/S. Anderson/J. Turnbull/L. Aekah Bouhairie/R. Monclova/A. Schefrin/M. Zager [00:04.272]Money, money, money [00:06.196]Duffel bag on the floor, blow it fast, let it go [00:09.212]Raise a glass for the coast, we the last of the GOATs [00:12.098]**** funny when they broke, say they love me when they don't [00:15.047]With the Cs and the Bs, I get money with 'em both [00:18.091]Floor seats, **** the bleachers, back to breathing that ether [00:20.999]Riding around with a feature, ****, this the Mona Lisa [00:23.707]**** being lyrical, I'm a walking miracle, vultures in my cereal [00:26.896]The music is my vehicle, Negro spiritual [00:29.345]Sliding down Imperial, ****, this a different texture [00:32.810]Homie, I ain't with the extras, full clip for the hecklers [00:35.828]In the hood, I'm a pharaoh, blue rag my apparel [00:38.796]Party at the hotel, never hear a ho tell [00:41.740]I'm the shit if I do say, Gin and Juice over D'USSÉ [00:44.704]Strippers jumping outta Snoop cake, lil' ****, how the truth taste? [00:47.769]In the meanwhile, I'm digging though these weed piles [00:50.571]Momma, look at me now, Martha on speed dial [00:53.612]Verified in the streets, rap sheet got a lot of fans [00:56.604]Energy Long Beach, see through 'em like a hologram [00:59.505]Chasing a bill, back in the field, got my conceal, call it Lucille [01:02.554]Keeping it trill on Cypress Hill, you got to be real [01:05.336]This shit here built to last, had to break the hourglass [01:08.488]Slow money come fast, just a doggy bag [01:11.004]Now gon' 'head and get mad, never been a kiss ass [01:14.110]Then woke me out my slumber, 'bout to do numbers on your bitch ass [01:16.686]To all my young Black entrepreneurs, stack paper [01:19.969]Skyscrapers, get you some mother****ing haters [01:22.838]And my young rap entrepreneurs, reach your goals [01:25.905]**** them hoes, through the concrete grew a rose [01:28.605]They ain't tell you that the world was yours, stack your paper [01:31.838]Skyscrapers, **** all you mother****ing haters [01:34.622]All my young rich entrepreneurs, keep your vision [01:37.724]**** the system, turn the cap into capitalism [01:40.443]John Wilkes in the booth, I'm a hundred, Wilt when I shoot [01:43.295]So tailor-made in my suit, I'm the Michael J of my group [01:46.254]This Johnny Blaze and that's Snoop, and that's Dr. Dre in the coupe [01:49.337]He give the cue out on Bishop, ain't no OJ in this juice [01:52.272]Another day, another pick up, but I ain't playing no hoops [01:55.132]With this inner circle I figured I'd try and stay in the loop [01:57.940]Stick to the script, this a stick up, but I'ma stick to the truth [02:01.123]Black Thought with a Black fist up like I'ma stick to my roots [02:04.109]I'm hot, boss, don't slip in New York, I'm dripping with hot sauce [02:07.236]And I'm feeling real Gucci, that means I'm dripping, no knock off [02:10.151]Party just like a rockstar and I'm sipping a Rockstar [02:13.222]Your woman think I'm crack and I know I'm getting my rocks off [02:16.183]Most these rappers is fiends, I mean they know where the rocks are [02:19.144]It's like they hit the rock and hit rock bottom to rock hard [02:22.394]But me and Boss Dogg keep a Roscoe like Boss Hogg [02:25.154]Might call just because and 'cause you lost, you a lost cause [02:28.269]Go 'head and get bad, I'ma go 'head and get cash [02:31.017]And I don't get sleep, I get big bags, you big mad
