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[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