Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song For The Money, artist - Mack 10. Date of issue: 31.12.2006
Song language: English
For The Money |
| Ladies and gentlemen, Flight 10 from LAX |
| Is now arriving into JFK International |
| What, what you do, motherfucker? |
| , nigga |
| How many, hey yo, how many niggas is really makin' money now? |
| Know what I’m sayin'? |
| It’s '98, I’ma tell y’all cats somethin' |
| This is the year of 'Do it or don’t' |
| If you gon' do it, you better roll on with this crew cat, Juggy |
| People call me crazy but that’s alright with me |
| They ask me why I’m hustlin', I say for the money |
| I duck down with Buckshot, Hoo Bang with Wu-Tang |
| Won’t hesitate to slang, so money ain’t a thang |
| Called Buck an' Dirty, asked them what they need |
| They said, ‽Send me two thangs an' some L.A. weed†|
| So my belief is fuck the beef, all money the same |
| An' when I get to New York, I’ma show you the whoop game |
| I make a bitch stay down 'coz I’m that type of guy |
| Put the work on the Greyhound an' fly to the N.Y. |
| Hit the east coast with a pocket full of cheddar |
| Tan khakis on with a thick red sweater |
| They see me with some hoes, couldn’t be better timin' |
| 'Coz though a nigga G’d up, I got on big diamonds, so nigga what? |
| People call me crazy but that’s alright with me |
| They ask me why I’m hustlin', I say for the money |
| Yo, I am comin' over to your spot tonight |
| I promise you, my baby, that I’m gon' do you right |
| Through the gusty wind, I roll with fifty men |
| Ready to get nifty an' shifty an' low |
| So what’s the movements, yo? |
| Let me know |
| 'Coz when I come for motherfuckers, I’m comin' for throats |
| It was sad I bled but the red in my eyes shed |
| Light on the dark, I led the blind in sight |
| Now I got all of them inside |
| It’s the reason why I do this an' I night ride |
| If you an' a nigga outside, say the word |
| An' I’ma splurge with my flight team, soarin' like birds |
| Missed it on the Friday with my nigga Cube |
| But the bomb blew Saturday when Mack lit the fuse |
| Who other than Buckshot come pick up the pieces |
| An' straighten niggas out like creases |
| Speak on it, yeah, nigga |
| Buckshot, ODB, Mack 10, back at it again |
| People call me crazy but that’s alright with me |
| They ask me why I’m hustlin', I say for the money |
| Yo, I am comin' over to your spot tonight |
| I promise you, my baby, that I’m gon' do you right |
| Hey yo, most of you know me, some of you don’t |
| When it comes to challengin', none of you won’t |
| Arrange this battle to improve your style |
| It’s a brother with a totally different profile |
| Most of you play cold front in your face |
| Hesitatin' on the rhymes, shoulda been Memorex |
| But you forgot, you’se an amateur |
| Mystery worshipper, yo, I prefer |
| I mind you, tease you, who’s the boss? |
| Sucka amnesia, memory loss |
| Well, hit this, just quiet as kept |
| MCs on the charts from the start had slept |
| Let’s take them, wake them, you should be woke |
| 'Coz you take MC-in' for a practical joke |
| I present myself to be |
| A similar nightmare of an 'Amazing Story' |
| People call me crazy but that’s alright with me |
| They ask me why I’m hustlin', I say for the money |
| Yo, I am comin' over to your spot tonight |
| I promise you, my baby, that I’m gon' do you right |
| Yo, you ain’t hearin' nothin' but a drop of the dime, Know what I’m sayin'? |
| To all my dogs, I wanna give a shout out |
| To the, know what I’m sayin'? |
| You got my nigga, Mack 10 |
| You got my nigga, Buckshot shorty |
| An' you got the one, Dirt Dog, know what I’m sayin'? |
| An' we gon' do it like sweat hogs, my nigga |
| This how we get down |
| People call me crazy but that’s alright with me |
| They ask me why I’m hustlin', I say for the money |
| Hoo Bangin' Records, pushin' weight in '98 |
| Cookin' nothin' but the bomb, you know what I’m sayin'? |
| 'Coz we got 'The Recipe', fo' sho' |