Testo For The Money - Mack 10
Testo della canzone For The Money (Mack 10), tratta dall'album The Recipe (Explicit)
Ladies and gentlemen, flight 1-0 from LAX
Is now arriving into JFK International
What, what, what do you know motherfucker?
We all about that money nigga
How many of y'all, how many niggas is really makin money now?
You know what I'm sayin?
It's '98, I'mma 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 groove
Cats, chuck yeah!
People call me crazy but that's alright with me
They ask me why I'm hustlin, I say for the money
I dug down with Buckshot, hoo-banged with Wu-Tang
Won't hesitate to slang so money ain't a thang
Call Buck and Dirty, asked them what they need
They said send me two thangs and some L.A. weed
So my belief is fuck the beef, all money the same
And when I get to New York, I'mma show you the whoop game
I make a bitch stay down, cause I'm the type of guy
Put the work on the Greyhound and 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
Cause 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 dusty wind, I roll with fifty men
Ready to get nifty and shifty and low
So what's the movements yo? Let me know
Cause when I come for motherfuckers, I'm comin for throat
It was said 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 and I, night ride
If you need a nigga outside, say the word
And I'mma splurge with my flight team, soarin like birds
Missed it on a Friday with my nigga Q
But the bomb blew Saturday when Mack lit the fuse
Who other than Buckshot to come pick up the pieces
And straighten niggas out like creases?
Speak on it
Yeah nigga, Buckshot, O.D.B., 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
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
Against a brother with a totally different profile
Most of you play cold frontin you flex
Hesitatin on the rhyme, shoulda been Memorex
But, you forgot, youse an amateur
Mystery worshiper, yo I, prefer
I mind you, tease you, who's the boss huh?
Suffer amnesia, memory loss
Well, it's just quite as def
MC's on the charts from the start have slept
Let's take them wake them, you should be woke
Because you take MC'in for a practical joke
I present myself to be
A similar nightmare of an amazin 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 cats
You know what I'm sayin?
To all my dogs, I wanna give a shout out to the Stop
You know what I'm sayin?
You got my nigga Mack 10
You got my nigga Buckshot Shorty
You got the one Dirt Dog, you know what I'm sayin?
And we gon' do it like swag 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
Ha ha, Hoo-Bangin Records
Pushin weight in 9-8, cookin nothin but the bomb
You know what I'm sayin?
Cause we got the recipe
Fo sho
Credits
Writer(s): Russell T. Jones, Tina Weymouth, Adrian Belew, Dedrick D'mon Rolison, Christopher Frantz, Kenyatta S. Blake, Steven J.c. Stanley
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