[Memphis Bleek]
  Yea(uh huh)
  What they want god?
  Niggaz know the deal here
  It's real...yea
    [Verse 1]
  I was told Óget moneyÔ, stack what I can
  Born In the Vile, a nigga never ran
  Seen niggaz get cut, shot, stabbed up and kidnapped
  Ran over, double crossed, killed for a stack of green one's
  Now I live life, do or die, Marcy, son, evrybody trying to survive
  Maintain yo strip, cokaine this shit
  We ain't leavin till we drain this shit
  Playin this shit, street life, but most of y'all hate Bleek right?
  I'm supposed to keep heat right?
  So you can haul the heat right, who really give a fuck though
  I grew up amongst cut-throats, nigga, we all want dough
  It's a all out thing, drugz produce cream, gunz produce human beingz
  Nigga what you think? I got one, stop one, Naw
  Drop one, can't stop one, I'm here till the copz come
    [Chorus]
  If you got money, everybody wants some
  If you got a dope flow, everybody wants some
  Yo drug game is tight, everybody wants some
  When a nigga get right, everybody wants some
  If you got money, everybody wants some
  If you got a dope flow, everybody wants some
  Yo drug game is tight, everybody wants some
  When a nigga get right, everybody wants some
    [Verse 2]
  By my area code, you know I'm able to roll
  I'm a Brook-Nam nigga, we lock and load
  Dodge y'all, my hungry niggaz spot y'all
  Ready to bury niggaz wit 50 shots y'all
  You hot god
  Stop y'all, from poppin y'all lil nickels to morocan zones
  I'm making somebody cripple
  The strip's the issue and my dogz will siC you
  While yo body bag flow, the body bag's full
  I twist Kelly over backboard, ready to puish the Caddy on the curb
  And smack dudes, I'm wit O.G cars, flip Oz's huh?
  Don't sleep huh
  I'm tryin to eat huh
  Real to the heart, you real?
  We can start a lil somethin togetha, start frontin togetha
  Get this money right, muthafuck, hater niggaz
  Shots to them traitor niggaz, and fake niggaz
  Yo, muthafuckazz...
    [Chorus]
  If you got money, everybody wants some
  If you got a dope flow, everybody wants some
  Yo drug game is tight, everybody wants some
  When a nigga get right, everybody wants some
  If you got money, everybody wants some
  If you got a dope flow, everybody wants some
  Yo drug game is tight, everybody wants some
  When a nigga get right, everybody wants some
    [Verse 3]
  Yo Dead or alive
  I'm forced to put the metal to guyz
  Raise my right under oath, I ain't tellin no lies
  I'm wanted alive, last nigga try to survive
  Blast niggaz, you can ask niggaz how to get by
  Stay rollin alive, brand choclates huh
  Gunz so big, by time you see the spark, you die
  Niggaz ordered a spy, won't stop till we all in the sky
  Or get caught bustin down the pie
  Crack a bottle for niggaz who ain't here or doin time
  In the box, gettin stops, burnt blocks for dimes
  All my niggaz sittin, tented wit .9mm's
  Been doin or still in it wit crimes, Fuck the innocent kind
  I ain't repentin till I die, gettin head is my aliby
  I wasn't there when niggaz blazed and that coward died
  I'll make a stiff make you niggaz raise up, blaze up
  Yo last days is up, Mufuckazzz....
    [Chorus]
  If you got money, everybody wants some
  If you got a dope flow, everybody wants some
  Yo drug game is tight, everybody wants some
  When a nigga get right, everybody wants some
  If you got money, everybody wants some
  If you got a dope flow, everybody wants some
  Yo drug game is tight, everybody wants some
  When a nigga get right, everybody wants some
  If you got money, everybody wants some
  If you got a dope flow, everybody wants some
  Yo drug game is tight, everybody wants some
  When a nigga get right, everybody wants some
  Muthafuckaz........
  Faggot ass niggaz always want some when
  A nigga get some Get yo own u bastardz
  My clique gon forever shine for Nine-Nine
  Past three like the year, want it?
  Get it nigga.....