All About Money

[Young Buck]

You a thug like me

[Verse 1]

You can catch me green stick it up

Dick it up

Cut a nigga shit over 50 bucks

Need work on the low nigga hit me up

Never quick enough after pickin up

Feds on a nigga block ridiculous

Cuz the game done brought all our shit to us

I done bit the dust-countinus

Now I ride double ? to the ind you bust

Oh no wrong move if my ind you touch

17 but its real when you playin with much

One in the chamber on the table when you chillin for lunch

And head up with your door open feelin your blunt

Where im from 20 gone by the end of the month

I get drunk smoke the weed to the end of the blunt

Make sure 10 shells done been in the pump

If its on-first draw thats a nigga wit luck

All niggas playin games start endin 'em up

Cause your block young buck will start bendin 'em up

As soon as your adrenaline pump

Make way dear lord cause im sendin 'em up

[Hook x2]

Its all about money

Gettin major paid

Stack your cheese in all different ways

Tote your strap and keep your khakis creased

Yeah nigga, you a thug like me?

[Verse 2-D-tay]

They call me D-tays up

Get 'em up put the aks on

Let 'em know we don't play sir

Anybody in the way gets sprayed brah

Anybody in the way gets sprayed brah

Wanna play rough?

Y'all cats wanna play tough

Tay wanna spray stuff, erase stuff

Niggas wanna start shit with they gun then run

Tay don't wanna chase ya

Bullets wait ta, replace ya

Hit 'em with the shells of the 45

Make 'em all duck, with the four-five buck

Put 'em all up

Got 2 so we got you but we don't give a fuck

Seals comin gunnin out the cut

Spittin at you cats

Spittin 50 rounds like im spittin on a track

Y'all niggas know that you can't hold that

Ima spit the gat 'til the gat click-clat

Then chit chat

Niggas gun learn that you beef with this here this heat gone burn

Ima show ya cats how to bus y'all guns

Hit a nigga up and leave his ass left numb

Dont play with me

You know I spray the heat

The A.K. gun niggas down fatefully

You think expectfully, just wait and see

Young buck and D-tay nigga ready to g

If it pays to be, the boss in the cause

My gun so big gotta limp when I walk

Dont talk the talk cause T.I.P. we comin

First go about money

[Hook x2]

[Verse 3-Young Buck]

Its all bout thuggin

Gettin paid and shit

You either slang the dope or hit major licks

Thats why all my niggas be sevin bricks

Y'all gunna see what we workin with

Not me baby doll

I ain't hurtin for shit

G.S. 400 with a leather kit

Oh you don't wanna holla?

Well whatever bitch

Dont say shit when the bezzle flip

See a nigga tote straps for the hell of it

I ain't givin a fuck about jealous shit

And I don't smoke weed for the smell of it

Just before I kill, I inhale the shit

You can't trail me bitch I be in 50 states

Paranoid, with about 50 cakes

Once a nigga find out its all heart no shake

Thats when I infest the place

Im thugged out

Up in the drug house

Got it all-from the beer to a quarter ounce

We da real ass niggas, all work no slouch

Can I get that there? all that count

All they amount

But when it go down and a nigga make all ya say all that out

What you gunna do nigga what you about

Either ride or die, when im raised in the south

Love the block, when a nigga wake up, I wash my face and then hug my Glock

Brush my teeth and scream south side, smoke a blunt and put on my socks

But it still don't stop, from dusk to dawn

A nigga been out here on his own-livin day to day

See im only 17 but a nigga out here just gains farm