he was a fake nigga Got knocks, snitched up, switched up Started turning state, caught a case and I thought court offenders make the best story sayers Money Boss Players
back and cut your throat when you ain't lookin What is money? Money is what makes a man act funny Money is the root of all evil Money'll make them same
strugglin and jugglin with all the might I can muster Since a youngster, been money hungry, moved in One's five's and ten's was funny money So I sets
moment I began to car to my man ridle Who had a some moving on I tought he wouldn’t know that’s my dying Where are the others nammy you beat and kept
Rick Ross] Other rappers just be havin million dollar thoughts I'm a rapper that can pull a million out my vault Do it like boss, don't matter what the
her well when the other thoughts ran out they say they lost words I got them puzzled like the cross-word Harvard I'm not George Washington Carver but you can never pay a boss
a way, I guess you could say I was made to ball Act out and the K applaud Me and Nicki gon’ pave the coarse You wanna play the boss, you gon learn how
back dead, just ahead A cop's better, use this biretta Snitch, bet your bitch, she in a pre-dug ditch 'Cause I command a whole battalion of life takers Plus, the other bosses
't play no Public Enemy You ain't playin' no Boogie Down Productions You ain't tryin' to represent the black community You just carin' about your little ol' R&B bull You play
, it ain?t got medicine I got bars, sentencing I?m a bad bitch, I?m a cunt and I?ll kick that hoe, punt forced trauma, blunt you play the back, bitch,
like what? Money Boss like what? The Gun Runners like what? And KNS like what? And Uptown like what? Shaolin, play, play on Strong Isle, play, play on and a Mt. Vern, play play
turn up North ? hurt no tell de boss And if dem tell me off dey are a bunch of ghosts And if dem gal are up, well den dem know da gal are boss De rap
, Twista Bun B, Pimp C, A.C. Killer Get your money, get your paper Elevate like my nigga DMX Here's a prayer, God bless playa Everybody wanna sound like
Tryna play me 'cause I'm rappin', I will break yo' jaw Catch a *** in these streets, make you take clothes off Leave you dead butt naked, man, you *** with a boss
of motherfuckers Who ain't goin' out like suckers Told me call Karl Kani and all my other brothers I told my sister Walker, who was the smoothest talker Negotiate the deal with them other money
the money up to the ceiling Ain't no penicillin finna hit 'em When I'm dealing wit 'em ask Yung Berg Where we go after we kill 'em? 'Cuz we gettin' money
A.N.G. we spray then leave we play when we know we play N.E. V.E.R. C.P.R. Doctor Carter are you the disease boy young money motherfucka deez theez boyz
I could but I can't say some other names 'cause of the Feds Until my bloods, cold red Man you know how we play it And if it cost to be the boss, oh well