Bone Thugs-N-Harmony Foe tha Love of $ Lyrics

(feat. Eazy E)

Foe tha' love of money
Gotta make that money man
It's still the same now

Gotta get on the grind
Pop in the clip of my nine
And b____ if you slip
You hit the chalk and fall in the night time
Gotta get mine
Ain't takin no shorts or no losses
Hop on the phone
Callin' my n____ sin at home
Polishin' that MAC-10 crome
Gotta a lick so bring yo s___
Cause once again it's on
To the dome with a fifth of burb
My wig to the curb so we swerve
And rolled out to pick up the triple six thug
And follow the murder for robbin the dooehouse
Smoke jump outta me bong
So high, now comin' to slay with four grenades and a gauge
I'm a play, watch all 'em fall in the grave and lay
Pullin' in the driveway, Wish spotted the place and quickly rolled up
Bulldozed through the living room
Hopped out of the car and started to blow up
Buck, Buck, and a kaboom
Me blew all them bodies all over the room
Them doomed
And gotta move fast, why?
The po-po's comin'
s_____ up me yummy
So n____ don't think it's funny
I'm comin' up quick in the niine-quat
Cause Flesh be lovin' this money

I'm given uo love to the hustlas
All them St.Clair thugstas makin' that money stayin' on your feet
And you better believe gotta have that cheese
For the green leaves, never catch me sleep
Stay on the grind, get mine
Stayin' down for mine crime, and I hit up the nine-nine
Givin' up that llelo, makin' me sale, twenties nickles and dimes
Beat up and stick up a lick up, that two-eleven
Gotta get what's mine, then bailin'
Me kickin' up dust, I'm trailin
Feelin one-eight-seven
That's how it is, and I gotsta have it in the nine-quat
Mission to check a mill and still be real
Thuggin' on the glock-glock,creepin on a come up
Won't sleep till I'm done up
Gotta blaze me blunt up, hunt up another plot and scheme
Gotta make some green, cause soldiers nut up, What up?
Gotta get that buisness on, even though the buddah run me, stun me
Feelin' lovely, but I'm just in it for he love of the money

[Chorus]

Standin' on the corner straight slangin' rocks
Aw ahit! Here comes the m____fuckin' cops!
So I dash, I ducks, and I hides behind a tree
Makin' sure the m____fuckas don't see me
Now my fat sack of rocks hell yeah i stuffed 'em
Police on my draws, i had to pause
And yeah, it's still m____fuck 'em
Now my game is tight, tight as f___ is my game
Easy m____fuckin E or Eric Wright it's all the same
Now n____s might trip on how I stash my grip
I gotta have it b____
For the love of this s___
m____FUCKA!!

[Chorus]

When dough got me thugsta, thuggish ways, down for my crime everytime
Follow me down the nine-nine, and you will find all of me kind
Check out the ripsta, now, drop down
Run 'em up outta me hood
Rip's straight when makin' me grip wiht me click
Rollin' with Ruthless, the thug I be
Me put 'em in mud, buck 'em, and pump blood
Got nothing to lose, b____
Ya beter respect Rip, or ya best check this slug
It's goin' down steady pump and peel rounds, gunnin' with a me gang
Bang, gotta make that money man
It's still the same
Steady runnin' thang wild, and follow me now
While I take you up into a barrel of a gun, see
For the dub you're done
For the bud, I run, for the love of my money

n____ down for my thug off in this game
So peep as me creep and me crawlin' off on the mission to back in the
days
When n____s was bailin' with sawed-offs and wanted to get paid
Runnin' to my side, lil' n____, Ripsta, both on the mission for money
You give u the cash, oh, that was your a__
Cause me and me n____ was hungary
And b____, if you're stallin' you might just catch one to the temple
And um, Bone raw d_____', so n____ just make tha s___ simple and run
To catch one n____ me fill 'em with bullets and dump 'em in rivers
Remember, me killa now
For money, me dig ya six feet in a ditch and get richer
Cause b____ you were slippin'
I'll cut ya, then rip ya, then buck ya down
Steayd rodin' and stealin' makin' a killin'
n____ drugdealin', needin a million
Hustlin' drugs when the thugs be chillin'
For the money, these n____s be sellin' off in the cut
Where you find a n____ thuggin' off in braids and skullies
And when I stick ya and lick ya, remember
I get 'em up for the love of the money
For the love of money

Yeah, Bone in the m____fuckin' house for the nine-quats n____
Yeah, rollin' with Ruthless records in this b____
My n____s, Layzie Bone, Bizzy Bine, Wish Bone, And Flesh-n-Bone
And I'm that n____, Krayzie Bone, in the m____fuckin' house