LYRICS
作词 : Carter, Dean, Simmons
作曲 : DMX/JAY-Z/Kasseem Dean
Come on yeah come on
Yo yo j-a-y, i flow sick
**** all y'all haters blow nigga
I spits the game for those that throw bricks
Money cash hoes money cash chicks what
*** murder and mayhem romance for the street
Only wife of mines is a life of crime
And since, life's a b***h
in mini-skirts and big chests
How can i not flirt with death
That's life's a b***h, long as life prevent u
We gonna send a lot and
pray to christ forgive us
**** i
Ice the wrists and raise the
Price on these nigga
Y'all cant floss on my level
I'll invite you all to get wit
us if ya ball is glitter
When i go all the harlem
playaz wall my picture
If you get close enough
you can read the scripture
It reads money cash hoes
how real was that nigga
what
Money cash hoes money
cash hoes （what
Money cash hoes money cash hoes （uhh
Money cash hoes money cash hoes （come on
Money cash hoes （what
Money cash hoes （what
Money cash hoes （what
Money cash hoes （what
Money cash hoes （what
Flavors robust platinum and gold touch
Y'all rap now, fast money lets slow it up
Niggas try to stop Jay-Z to no luc
Roc-a-fella foreva ceo what what
Us the villains, **** your feeling
While yall playa hate we in the
upper millions
what's the dealings （huh） it's like
new york's been soft
Ever since snoop came through
and crushed the buildings
I'm tryin to restore the feelings
**** the law keep dealin
More money more cash more chilling
I know they gone criticize the
hook on this song
Like I give a **** I'm just
crook on this song
Bed-stuy brooknon took on the world
Shit I led a life you can write a book o
*** murder and mayhem
romance for the street
Man and i tell ya itll be the best seller
Dmx
Money cash hoes （what
Money cash hoes （what
Money cash hoes （what
Money cash hoes （what
Money cash hoes （what
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D-m-x and my dogs bite
Jigga my nigga rhyme all nigh
Thugs for life one night with this rap shit
Let em go and i bet they
know what'll happen
When we clap nigga
Actin like we owe em something
Then we show em something
Talk greasy i think they found
em down the road or something
**** wit a madman in a bad moo
It's like **** wit a mad do
that wasn't fed food
And the only thing that's stoppin him is you
Cause the only thing that he'll be droppin is you
Topic include choppin in two
Drop it to clue and the response
from the street
This was one dog that loves raw meat
But gettin back to just cause
I love my nigga
I shed blood, for my nigga
Let a nigga holler where my nigga
All I'ma hear is right here my nigga
Money, cash, hoes, money, cash, hoes
what
Money, cash, hoes, money, cash
hoes, uhh
Money, cash, hoes, money, cash
hoes, come on
Money, cash, hoes, what? Hoes
what? Hoes, what
Money, cash, hoes, money
cash, hoes, what
Money, cash, hoes, money
cash, hoes, uhh
Money, cash, hoes
Roc-a-fella nigga uhhu
Ruff ryders
My nigga swiz
Uhhuh uhhuh
don't stop biatch
Uh
Uhhuh yeah
Inspect the game yo