Don't Let the Money Make You

[Intro: Interviewer, Xzibit]

I want to ask you, what is more important to you guys?

All the money that you guys are talkin' about? Or the artform?

Or, what is more important? The lyrics? Or the leather sized stuff?

I think, what we tryin' to do is devise a way that the

Artform and the money is like on a equal level

You know what I mean, that, that like he said, is a fine line where...

Gotta please the crowd or please the artists that are listenin' to you

And please the real Hip-Hop, underground people that, that, that is looking for that

You know, that real shit

It's only a certain way that, that you can go up and doin' it

[Verse 1: Xzibit]

Xzibit keep it on deck

Live, vinyl, CD, or cassette

Whatever you select

I keep you bouncin' like a bad cheque

See, I should have a trigger tattooed on my neck

To represent the heat that I repeat

Now you can take the highs out of the beat

But never take the rucked out of the rhyme

Or tribalize, look into the eyes of the emotional

Your whole style is promotional

A dead giveaway to me is just another business day

Xzibit here to stay

My life, a tribute to the AK

You wanna play?

A situation only one man can walk away from the same way he came

When I spit flame, it spits flames like your middle name

So why do I say "fuck the fame"?

Because it come and go

The industry's a pet without refused to be that gigolo

I put the dope in, got fo's and tatoos

Niggas make ya money, don't let the money make you

[Hook: King T]

We make, make money, money

Takes money to survive

The meanin' of life with stacked chips is stay alive

'Cause it's all about the C-notes

Gonna be fuckin' when you're rollin' this too

Don't let the money make you

We make, make money, money

Takes money to survive

The meanin' of life with stacked chips is stay alive

'Cause it's all about the C-notes

Gonna be fuckin' when you're rollin' this too

Don't let the money make you

[Verse 2: Soopafly, (Xzibit)]

It's Soopafly, comin' with that gangsta shit

That shit that only gangstas be gettin' gangsta with

The pimps, hustlers, and the players know the rank I get

Never have to get no money from the bank, I get shit

I stomp down your whole compound, takin' all the shots

Devised from the few, I rise, let the others drop

I elevate, who drop? When a dime never got me straight

I'm still goin' for broke, I push you to the stroke

And one man loc and say high

Smokin' to keep an open mind

Focus on military time provokin'

The G in me, nigga

(?) when he tried to step the Soopafly

A-Z-U-R shit

Now gettin' down with the Pound

Now who can shake it till it break ground?

Many motherfuckers are greedy

There's only one thing needed, like Idi, I mean business

When it comes to the cash, I'm movin' quick

(Any other nigga, eat a dick)

Fuck type shit

Make ya step back

Soopafly, hit like crack

Life is a jet, maintainin' the top figures deliver

The raw, rugged likwidation that be runnin' the river

Now, whether if a nigga step up

Be prepared to kick your rap up

Try to die in line for your cheque, huh nigga

[Hook: King T]

We make, make money, money

Takes money to survive

The meanin' of life with stacked chips is stay alive

'Cause it's all about the C-notes

Gonna be fuckin' when you're rollin' this too

Don't let the money make you

We make, make money, money

Takes money to survive

The meanin' of life with stacked chips is stay alive

'Cause it's all about the C-notes

Gonna be fuckin' when you're rollin' this too

Don't let the money make you

[Verse 3: Xzibit]

So when I die, bury me upside-down

So the whole world can kiss my ass, live fast

Sippin' from my bottomless glass of Hennessy, straight

So I catch you (?)

Xzibit comin' down like a saint

So prepare for the judgement day

Be careful what the fuck you say

Rhyme these parts, Amadeus and Mozart

The love for the arts and crash

Paragraphs to bust niggas in half

That's what I fuck with

(?) time to get my duck sit

Miss me if you try to make a buck with

I mean a quick buck, only got bad luck

Black cash every black trash

Never relax, never get attached to anything

That's not gonna hand so life

I come back like Christ

Pacific natural ice

With Sharif makin' sure R&B, was well done

Might live by the gun

But keep livin' through my livin' son

[Hook: King T]

We make, make money, money

Takes money to survive

The meanin' of life with stacked chips is stay alive

'Cause it's all about the C-notes

Gonna be fuckin' when you're rollin' this too

Don't let the money make you

We make, make money, money

Takes money to survive

The meanin' of life with stacked chips is stay alive

'Cause it's all about the C-notes

Gonna be fuckin' when you're rollin' this too

Don't let the money make you

We make, make money, money

Takes money to survive

The meanin' of life with stacked chips is stay alive

'Cause it's all about the C-notes

Gonna be fuckin' when you're rollin' this too

Don't let the money make you

We make, make money, money

Takes money to survive

The meanin' of life with stacked chips is stay alive

'Cause it's all about the C-notes

Gonna be fuckin' when you're rollin' this too

Don't let the money make you

[Outro: King T, (Soopafly)]

We make, make, money, money, make, money, money, money

We make, make, money, money, make, money, money, money

We make, make, money, money, make, money, money, money

We make, make, money, money, make, money, money, money

We take money, take money, take money, money, money

We take money, take money, take money, money, money

We take money, take money, take money, money, money

We take money, take money, take money, money, money

(Don't let this money make you)