MC Eiht All for the Money Lyrics
            One more n____ on the run
            I just can't handle this, born in the land of the scandalous
            Thirteen years of age at the time
            Moms is kicking me, I gots to get mine
            I load up my strap, map out my plan
            Choose my victim, then m_________er stick him
            One more point that got scored for the...
            Up to no d___ good, understood
            Steps is getting low so I gots to get some more
            Loads up the K, breaks out the back door
            You know the routine, so run fool, here we go
            Say back channel, keep your m_________ing hands up on the dash
            And gives up the cash
            One time is making a move on my a__
            But I ain't sweating it cause ain't s___ funny
            Because it's all for the money
        
            I gots to get mine, so I'm a take yours (Repeat 2x)
        
            Just call me the come up kid
            Hard times kicking it in the CPT
            So that means I gotta do what I gotta do
            And if you ain't down with the Hype, f___ you
            You're coming up short when I slang
            So when I hit your corner, you're gonna be a goner
            n____ duck when my nine starts to buck
            In it for the snaps so I'm crazy as f___
            I should be laying low cause one time is real hot
            Need to make a nine so I rush your spot
            And it's like that when I got the philly
            If you don't care someone else does the killing
            So when you hit the end of the road ain't no turning back
            I done signed a hood lifetime contract
            Jacking and packing cause ain't s___ funny
            Because it's all for the money
        
            I gots to get mine, so I'm a take yours (Repeat 2x)
        
            Uh oh, there goes another beep on the beeper
            One time sleep on the f___ing night creeper
            Trying to show stop on the sales
            Pull fake braids but I still gets paid
            Just say no? f___ the TV
            Trying to push the s___ cause the weight is exceed
            See me for the blast, Five-oh fly in fast
            Mad cause I'm making more cash than they a__
            Now I lay low in the cut
            Label me the n____ with the f___ing gangsta strut
            Every hooptie got gold license plates
            my birds fly out throughout the f___ing states
            Now my other half is telling me I'd better quit
            But I ain't through in this s___, so I guess this is it
            I'll be dead before I go out like a dummy
            (Why's that, G?) Cause it's all for the money
        
            I gots to get mine, so I'm a take yours (Repeat 6x)
        
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