9. Foe Tha Love Of $ (w/Bone Thugs N Harmony)

For the love of money
Gotta make that money, man
It's still the same now
Gotta make that money, man
It's still the same now
Gotta make that money, man
It's still the same now
Gotta make that money, man
It's still the same now
Gotta get on the grind
Pop in the clip of my nine
And ***** if you slip
hit the chalk and fall in the night time
Gotta get mine
Ain't taking no shorts or no losses
Hop on the phone
Call up my *****, sittin' at home
Polishin' that MAC-10 chrome
Got a lick we can hit so bring yo shit
'cause once again it's on
To the dome with a fifth of Bourb'
my wig to the curb so we swerve and rolled out
to pick up the triple six thug
And follow the murder for robbing the ****-house
Smoke up outta me bong so high,
now comin' to slay with four grenades
and a gauge I'm 'a play,
watch all of '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'
Snatch up me yummy
So, *****, don't think it's funny
I'm comin' up quick in the nine-quat
'cause Flesh be lovin' this money
I'm given up love to the hustlers
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
Steady on the grind, get mine
Stayin' down for mine crime, and I hit up the nine-nine
Givin' up that yayo, 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 trailing
Feeling 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, creeping on a come up
Won't sleep 'til I'm done up
Gotta blaze me a blunt up, hunt up another plot and scheme
Gotta make some green, 'cause soldiers nut up, what up?
Gotta get that business on, even though the Buddha run me, stun me
Feelin' lovely, but I'm just in it for the love of the money
Gotta make that money, man
It's still the same now
Gotta make that money, man
It's still the same now
Gotta make that money, man
It's still the same now
Gotta make that money, man
It's still the same now
Standin' on the corner straight slangin' rocks
Oh, shit! Here comes the mother****in' cops!
So I dash, I ducks, and I hides behind a tree
Makin' sure the mother****ers don't see me
Now my fat sack of rocks hell yeah I stuffed 'em
Police on my drawers, I had to pause
And yeah, it's still mother**** 'em
Now my game is tight, tight as **** is my game
Eazy-mother****ing-E or Eric Wright it's all the same
Now *****s might trip on how I stacks my grip
I gotta have it *****
For the love of this shit
Gotta make that money, man
It's still the same now
Gotta make that money, man
Been talking me thugsta, thuggish ways, down for my crime every time
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 with me click
Rollin' with Ruthless, the thug I be
Me put 'em in mud, buck 'em, and pump blood
Got nothing to lose, *****
You better respect rip, or you best just 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' thing 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
Gotta get down for my thing off in this thug game
So peep as me creep and me crawlin' off on the mission to back in the days
When *****s was bailin' with sawed-offs and wanted to get paid
Runnin' to my side, little ***** Ripsta, both on the mission for money
You give up the cash, oh, that was your ass
'cause me and me ***** was hungry
And *****, if you're stallin' you might just catch one to the temple
And um, Bone raw doggin', so ***** just make this shit simple and run
To catch one ***** me fill 'em with ******s and dump 'em in rivers
Remember, me killer now
For money, me dig you six feet in a ditch and get richer
'cause, *****, you were slippin'
I'll cut you, and rip you, then buck you down
Steady robbin' and stealin' makin' a killin'
***** drug-dealin', needing a million
Hustlin' drugs when the thugs be chillin'
For the money, these *****s be sellin' off in the cut
Where you find a ***** thuggin' off in braids and skullies
And when I stick you and lick you, remember...
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3.3. Trust No Bitch (w/Penthouse Player's Clique, DJ Quik & AMG)
4.4. L.A. Is The Place (w/Ron-De-Vu)
5.5. Findum, F**kum & Flee (w/N.W.A)
6.6. Get Yo Ride On (w/Mack 10 and M.C. Eiht)
7.7. Black Nigga Killa (from Ruthless Records Tenth Anniversary Compilation)
8.8. We Want Eazy (12" remix) (from Eazy-Duz-It) - remix
9.9. Foe Tha Love Of $ (w/Bone Thugs N Harmony)
10.10. I'd Rather F*** You (N.W.A)
11.11. 24 Hrs To Live (from Ruthless Records Tenth Anniversary Compilation)
12.12. Boyz In Tha Hood (G Mix) (from It's On 187UmKilla) - remix
13.13. Fat Girl (w/Ron-De-Vu)
14.14. Automobile (w/N.W.A)
15.15. P.S. Phuk U 2 (w/Penthouse Player's Clique & DJ Quik)
16.16. Ruthless Villain (w/M.C. Ren)