After Dollars, No Cents

[Intro] Come one, come all, TRU niggas ball (I told ya) I know there's niggas out there waitin' fo' tha fall [Hook] After dollars, no cents From shabs to Benz From cheddar to cheese Tryna pay tha rent After dollars, no cents From shabs to Benz From cheddar to cheese Nigga, tryna pay tha rent [Verse 1] I'm a hustla, balla, nigga G's, cut ki's Gats for enemies, freeze, hundred degrees Kill, robbery; soldiers, born to ride Killers, born 2 die; mommas, born to cry Wild like the lone fuckin' ranger Niggas from the South keep one up in the chamber Lord knows when ya enemy is quick That's why niggas watch a nigga's back, 'cause they gone off that powder, shit Cane, niggas game, heroin in the vain, fuckin' with there brains Who the next nigga to get popped by a cop? Who the next nigga in the hood to get shot? I hope it ain't me, so I'm strapped up in bulletproof Nigga on my stomach see, muthafuckin', TRU Soldier 'til I die, fuck it I won't cry Look my enemy in the eye Fuck every nigga that ain't real 'cause we 'bout it And if I have to die 'cause a nigga gon' shout it I was born a No Limit soldier, from heart Cowards run they mouth, but killers don't talk [Hook] After dollars, no cents From shabs to Benz From cheddar to cheese Tryna pay tha rent After dollars, no cents From shabs to Benz From cheddar to cheese Tryna pay tha rent [Verse 2] You no Kriss, I'm Kross, y'all ran, we walked No Limit niggas got Ghetto Dope by pounds and balls Blowin' tapes up in flames, like weed Got boxed albums up like ki's from the south to overseas Nigga's independent and rowdy Niggas check billboard - number one and 'bout It That's why niggas tryna get us on the radio Now niggas might see the P on the video But a nigga's still true to the gizame Represent the hood, and every fuckin' nigga that gang-bang These streets is so real, fool guard ya grill Smoke 1 fo' the homies that have made it over the hill, 'cause we... [Hook] After dollars, no cents From shabs to Benz From cheddar to cheese Tryna pay tha rent After dollars, no cents From shabs to Benz From cheddar to cheese Tryna pay tha rent [Verse 3: Silkk the Shocker] After dollars, no cents, we representin', No Limit Put it down, Rolex, presidential Nigga ride everything I done sent you Nigga, I went from riches to riches Not muthafuckin' rags to riches 'Cause I always had money Plus I always had bitches Young muthafucker tryna get mo' dough Nigga, act like ya muthafuckers know I pull a heist solo. Hit em Fo' they gee'z low, lay low, crow. Get a bien 2 go. Why Ain't you ever know, don't crush dimes, and mo mo's Nigga, runnin' from tha po-po's, high from a low low Take a trip together to Acapulco. But show those, put ya Breasts right up under my polo's, nigga strapped with a 44' And I'm solo. To try testin' the best nut and that's a no no 365 days, 24-7, I'm bout my richez, see money is a must, everything is a plus Including weed and bitches It went from $18.5 a key, not $18.5 fo' me, C and P to do a show Act like y'all know Ghetto millionaire Ship and guard the dope Master P You know me, we have Silkk & P, ugggggggghhh!!!