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For the Money by Buckshotالقصائد الغناءيه -текстове на песни -texty -paroles -στίχοι -गीतletras -songteksten -тексты песен -versuri -tekst utworu -testi -the text of the song - - نص الاغنيةтекста на песента -tekst pjesme -text písně -teksten til sangen -teksti, laulu -le texte de la chanson -το κείμενο του τραγουδιού -पाठ के गीतEl texto de la canción -de tekst van het lied -der Text des Liedes -teksten til sangen -o texto da canção -Текст песни -textul de la piesa -Texten till låten -il testo della canzone

For the Money by Buckshot

     

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featuring Ol' Dirty Bastard Buckshot



Ladies and gentlemen flight 1 0 from LAX is now arriving into

JFK International.



[ODB talking]

What? What? (...?...) about that money nigga.

How many hey yo how many niggas is really making money now

now what I'm saying?

This 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

juggyyyyy!!!!



[Mack 10] (ODB)

People call me crazy, but that's alright with me (It's alright!)

They ask me why I'm hustlin, (We hustlin!) I say for the money (Yeah!)

I duck down with Buckshot, Hoo Bang with Wu-Tang (Oooooo!)

Won't hesiate to slang, so money ain't a thang (Ahhhhh!)

Called Buck and Dirty, asked em what they need

They said send me two thangs and some LA weed

So my belief is fuck the beef, all money the same

And when I get to New York, I'ma show you the whoop game

I make a bitch stay down, 'cause I'm that type of guy

Put the work on the Greyhound and fly to the NY

Hit the east coast with a pocket fulla cheddar

Tan khakis on with a thick red sweater (Oh yeah!)

They see me with some hoes, couldn't be better timing

'cause though a nigga g'd up, I got on big diamonds, so nigga what?

(Tell it to em cat!)



[Hook] [Mack 10] (ODB)

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!)



[Buckshot] (ODB) {Mack 10}

Through the gusty 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 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, and I night ride

(For the moneyyyyy!!!!!!)

If you and a nigga outside, say the word

And I'm a spruge 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

And straighten niggas out like creases

{Speak on it} Yeah nigga

(It's for the moneyyyyyy!!!!!)

Buckshot, ODB, Mack 10, back at it again



[Hook]



[Ol' Dirty Bastard]

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's an amateur

Mystery worshipper, yo I prefer

I mind you, tease you, who's the boss?

Sucka amneisa, memory loss, welllll

Hit this, just quiet as kept

Mmmmm see's on the charts from the start had slept

Leeeeet's take them, wake them

You should be woke

'cause you take MC'in for a practical joke, Hmmmmm

I present myself to be a similar nightmare of an Amazing Story



[Hook]



[ODB talking]

Yo, you ain't hearin nothing but a drop of the dime.

Know what I'm saying?

To all my dogs, I want to give a shout out.

You got my nigga, Mack 10.

You got my nigga, Buckshot shorty.

And you got the one, dirt dog.

Know what I'm saying?

And we gon do it like sweat hogs, my nigga.

This how we get down!



[Mack 10 talking]

People call me crazy, but that's alright with me

They ask me why I'm hustlin, I say for the money

Haha, Hoo Bangin records, pushin weight in 98.

Cookin nothing but the bomb.

You know what I'm sayin?

'cause we got the Recipe, fo sho!

Writer : D. ROLISON, R. JONES, K. BLAKE, T. GREEN, A. BELEW, S STANLEY
Copyright : Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

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