Monay — текст песни (King T f Dr. Dre)

[ King T ]
I never wanted to work for muthafuckas
That told me what to do, so I did my own thing
Sometimes shit got thick, but I made it through
Now I`m stackin chips everytime the phone ring
I`m in a world of liars and carnivores
Caught between fires, dope dealin suppliers
But I must maintain, think on a level much higher
This shit ain`t worth a 25 to lifer
People always askin me how I made it in this trade
Papparazzi got my biz front page
Well, all I gotta say is it`s a good livin`
Beside cars and women this shit gets the bills paid

[ CHORUS ]
(People of the world, what we`re livin for?)
That money (money) fast money (money) yeah
(People of the world, what we`re dyin for?)
That money (money) fast money (money) yeah
(Everybody`s goin crazy for)
That money (money) fast money (money) yeah
(Fuckin with your head, I can get some of yo)
Money (money) cash money (money) yeah

[ Dr. Dre ]
How many niggas can say they got they own
Got they shit together, got a a nice stash to do whatever
Ah, you`re sittin at home, hatin on the next man
That`s makin cheddar, tryin to get his shit together
I dreamed of hittin licks when I first got in the mix
Way back when DJ`s was heavy in the crates for breaks
And ain`t a damn thing changed
But me movin out the firin range to a plushed out estate
Small technicalities y`all heard for years
Niggas with the problems always out to battle me
But I gets my swerve on, don`t give a fuck
It`s just a nigga talkin shit about his bullshit salary

[ CHORUS ]

[ King T ]
Since talk is extra it`s cut short like Webster`s
Show me the money or invest this
I`m street smart, fuck a lecture
Messin with mine`ll get you put on a stretcher
Lock your jaw like a pitbull apply the pressure
Straight bout it, buildin ideas with self-made millionaires
To get the dancefloors crowded
Hah, how`s that black, limousine pull up on the scene
Ladies clean, deja-vu`s of a wet dream
I got enough cream to cater women
For any chick that can fade me more than Henny
Plus the remedy to make that hard shit
At the end of each quarter I`m reapin the largeset harvest
If I ain`t in L.A. sippin Alizй
Plottin how to make a meal ticket in a day
All I gotta say it`s a good livin
Besides cars and women this shit gets the bills paid

[ CHORUS 2X ]

The root of all evil
And I got a gang of that shit
Whaaaat!

(Money makes the world go round
Money makes the world go round)



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