Money-Bone Thugs N Harmony

Money - Bizzy Bone [Bizzy Bone:] I'm riding a caddy and daddy I'm rolling it sadly But I don't mind, if they laughing at me The movie I hardly think that they be singing singing I never gave up on my lady, but she still ain't listening to me Gotta let them 24's spin, chins ain't chipping or flipping And let me get another victim again...gain-gain-gain-gain And whether they don't gimme any hen or befriend them When they said I was, but I been right here, cuz You know what it is, you know what it was So they wanna move dude, Watchu gotta do, who Not me... I said I'm glossin', and who you thought of flossin' baby Baby, I'm not Pac though...And I'm not God, no... But I float like a butterfly, sting like a...(bee)... Mo Money, money, money, money, money, money In the face of the crowd Plottin' and now, I don't need no pride to hide Oh wow, oh wow... Mo money, money in the face of the crowd Plottin' now, I don't need no pride to hide Oh wow...But baby I'm not Pac, No!...(BUCK, BUCK...) [Twista:] Ya now out by the windy city south park No cookin' in the kitchen, homie we put out raw Midwest outlaw...F**k with it? I doubt ya'll Somewhere between Chi-town and Cleveland is where they found ya'll Rolling through the alley in a caddy... Throw my cali's at the hataz...O with a P When they hit a ni**a grizzle rocking city after city... They gon' ask, “Is he doing it with Bizzy?” And you know I ain't done now (Why?) Cause we 2 of the coldest muthaf**ka... To spit these fast lyrics on one track Buck ‘em with a lyrical bullet in the body... Because I gotta get this fire to know sh*t don't stop Pull up in a Lamborghini or the Ferrari... Other one gotta get the props, so I gotta get the drop Gotta get the doe and get the money, money I could really feel it when I hear they coming for me Try to get it if you think you feeling kinda lucky Twin Glocks...so you know you better bring a buddy And I got the ammunition for anybody... That wanna go against the Midwest Militia A whole crippled the competition for Bizzy A whole crippled the competition for Twista A whole crippled the world because it's us against it... And the sh*t about the get ugly The static come and hit em with the automatic... Running through borough after murder but I'ma go and so I gotta get [Bizzy:] Me and my brother Twista getting it crunk And drinking that goosey, with ‘em a brew Doing whatever we want to do Get to the club, ain't nobody knew Thought that we beefing, they try to divide the truth Talk about who really started the style How bout everyone living in harmony... Look at the army, now General 7, the belly is purest and we wanna get it... At heaven, we dancing our way to the gates If you coming we'll need every Muslim We human, we're all in the brethren Veteran deep in the city I pity the fool... Who jump out of this fake What do I look like massaging the thought When they come with the matrix and say that we ‘fraid We'll never break... ‘Member that conny and Twista We're gonna go through the fire, never expire Give it the way that they want it... The fun of for you if you tired (What about...) Money, you tell me what's money to you Pay for the rappers and corporates... The office that burn wood, but the burn good And the brain wave...Puts the energy, certainly I don't have time for emergencies, baby the word... And we walk with the covenant Party and popping the melody... Baby, I know that the ladies be loving it Brush the dust (in the) enemies way, get ‘em a drink We look too lovely, the spirit is present And never be hesitant, Twista and Bizzy We getting this money, Nukka