you owe 'em I made not a dollar, you didn't sell nada Niggas ain't even grateful that we let y'all ride You better be thankful we even let y'all shine
nowhere to turn to (When it's rent time and I done spent mine ba-by) Could you tell me where you run to? (When the L.A.P.D. see you ridin' dirty, dirty, dirty
The fuck you think you foolin dog? I live this shit I know it when niggaz fake it - I live this shit You can front it all you want but when yo ass gets
V.I.Ped up Goin hard in body tap where they throw that cheeze up I been about my paper niggas know about my stack You dont like that dirty money send
put in the money and pull out a plum, behind me Whispers in the shadows, gruff blazing voices, hating, waiting Hey boy, they shout, have you got any money
mma keep gettin' money, gon' Soulja hate me Da judge looked at me and said, "How you doin' Boosie?" He called me by my nickname, what you think, I'm
is to you, for you and by you Got sick and tired of going forth and back Arguing about paper stacks, told you to hold tight But you stayed tryna get dis money Asked you
Over, your faced wit the black cape over You woke up four Gorillas wit a makeover Packin' a punch asthma pump takeover My crew boards, and the whole plane lays over Yo, yo you
when I drop the Maybach You lyin', you claim you buyin' but you rentin' and leasin' If you pimpin' and niggaz spendin', where's the paper you seein'?
gold Boy how you get grill that way and how much did you pay? Every time I see you, tha first thing I'm gon' say hey Smile fo me daddy, what you lookin
comes pronto Got a registered pistol in the console So, so, don't try me now Don't try me now [Gudda Gudda] Yeah just ridin' feelin' lovely You can hate
your average, ghetto nigga turned maverick You'd never, said to a nigga, "Whatever for the cash, I'm with" I don't have step, I leave it in you're averix
ghetto slums So what you think about myself 'cause I'm a grown man A bad man, survival is whatever you can You think you know it, flossin' but I know you
supply it now, by the pound Might front you a cue if you buy a pound If you didn't try it then, why would you try it now? Then 'cause mac rat wouldn'
her In the back, another knack, now picture that with out a rubber Out the cutter twistin' green, listenin' to what you seen That slick shit you spit
you thought was would it ever all be the same But if you got the love, baby, won't a damn thing change As long as you remember it always remains [ CHORUS
Like This Dirty Money Up In Your Area Bitch Ass Niggas Aint Scared Of Us Come On Be On Time Got You On My Mind Let You Spend Your Money And Cruise