Campaigning

[Intro: Rakim & ?] Stop smilin', be still, don't nothin' move but the money Man sure, 'cause you guys got tough Out for the money Man sure, 'cause you guys got tough Stop smilin', be still, don't nothin' move but the money Man sure, 'cause you guys got tough Out for the money Man sure, 'cause you guys got tough [Verse 1: Dirty Red] I'm fucked up, I got to get my ass in So I go home, get them thangs and a mask, mane 'Cause right about now I'm thinkin' about the cash flow Went to the first suspect house, kicked in the door I said drop off, ho, you know this shit is gettin' thick You better get me to the safe before a nigga click And all the time I'm thinkin' about the M-O-N-E-Y Before I leave, everybody must die Money or murder, that's what I was yellin' With the AK in my hand I shot the fan from the ceilin' Twenty-two G's, five Ki's, now I'm ass in Livin' like an assassin so I started blastin' I got the yam and the cheese now I'm outie Out on the track and these niggas wanna crowd me I pulled my gat and started lookin' crazy And bitch, move, you'll be pushin' up daisies See, I'm the type of nigga that gotta have that cash flow I don't care how it come, 'cause I gotta have more money I'm constantly stackin', artillery packin', straight jackin' So drop off, ho, you know I gotta have that dough So make this shit better, mane, or I make this shit worst I be the nigga determine who will I hurt Now I'm standin' in the kitchen with the triple beam out I'm cookin' up a quarter cake I'm finna get vowed My business is 'bout the game I call hustle And when I got the ski mask on, is all about muscle Money makin' and crackin' standin' on the track and makin' my ends 'cause they catch me slippin', I'm goin' straight to the pen So I remain to be a hustler, mastermind at all time on you busters I'm servin' tens for the twentie, nickels for the fifteen because I'm all about that fuckin' green It was the route that I chose to take, and it's your life if you choose to fake Now I'm standin' out mackin' to the ho Get my bet in like a nigga is supposed 'cause I'm a player and the bitches know that, G I am the nigga called Dirty R-E-D So watch your back' cause I'm creepin' with that thang I'll take you out if you'll think it was a game Creepin' on a nigga with a AK-47, crack your dome with that thang, send your ass straight to heaven 'Cause I'm a menace to society, peace out, you better watch me, bitch [Outro: Rakim & ?] Out for the money Out for the money Out for the money Man sure, 'cause you guys got tough Stop smilin', be still, don't nothin' move but the money Out for the money Man sure, 'cause you guys got tough Stop smilin', be still, don't nothin' move but the money Out for the money Out for the money