Bloody Money

Chorus:<br>New York get the Bloody Money, dirty cash<br>Live niggas who smoke weed, car seat stash<br>You monkey walk, I`m hunchback, sneak quiet<br>Talk about me gossip, scared to death when I pop up<br><br>I`m fouler than gats that don`t bust when they supposed to<br>Been around you, play close, but wasn`t close to you<br>The setup was weak, you coming<br>I saw you cuttin` corners, snake-type shit<br>Tie you up, seal your lip, wrist bleeding<br>Cowboy rope, choke your throat<br>Put the bogey out in your face<br>Now your face laced like ash tray face<br>Stay with gat on my waist<br>Give the god some space, shoot you up above waist<br>If I ain`t got beef right here or right there<br>Ice-grill stare, shoulda set it off right it off right there<br>CNN war report, spread across New York<br>Guard him Indian style - knees bent, militant<br>Yo the world know Noreaga from Iraq<br>Beef with me serious, keep it real, that`s that<br>Get stabbed in your back, my man Alley Cat<br>Little cousin from Jamaica, brown-skin thug <br>Thug blood, yo we stuck in the game like it`s a drug<br>My pops was a thug nigga, was on the streets too<br>Uncle Wise been banned since `82<br>Back on the streets, A hundred seven got brew<br>I see you, come see you, writing scrolls(writing scrolls)<br>To the rest of the fam, locked in holes<br>At age eight, money come first, snatch purse<br>Go to church, yo that`s not me, mami I`m cursed<br>Iblis glamorous, diabolic, devilish, this game real, realer than you think<br>Just think, spots get rushed, knots get touched, police busts<br>Yo what happened? Police kicked door, yo he was rappin`<br>Your wife - what what! What what! Dressed indecent<br>A hundred crackers, son it`s the one-ten precinct<br><br>Chorus<br><br>Yo time zone, cabron, madicon<br>Bitches callin me up, tryin to set me up<br>Like Amina and Gina, kid they from Medina<br>Emanuel, keep fish scale to sell <br>General - clique deep with cartel<br>When niggas get locked, who you think they call for bail?<br>Shorty legs mad smooth, son, I`m left struck<br>Pussy plus dick could only equal a fuck <br>Fatty bangin`, she analyze, my chain hangin`<br>We waitin, conversatin`, Iblis Satan<br>Illegal life, watch police on bikes<br>Life still in shame, they monkey wrenched the whole game<br>A stress day, police watch the twelve "K"<br>While I smoked shorty sipped chardonnay<br>I lay - lay back, cognac<br>And I dont even drink like that, I sell crack<br>Yo my ices gleam, type mean, sell to fiends<br>Shoot guns, parallel<br>Pistal (pistol), bust well<br>Kid whatever, desert storm like bad weather<br>Clique together, keep gats under the leather<br>You lightweight, what? I`m heavyweight hold weight<br>Yo it`s jail niggas comin` home taking a shit<br>Yo illegal business, them niggas got dealt wit<br>Got smoked<br>God body cat, he sniff coke<br>Yo he`s old time, thinkin `bout drinkin` his wine<br>Regulatin` 9-9, get my crew out, survive shootout<br>Tactics, keep gats under the mattress<br>Player hater - my team a bunch of regulator<br>Set you up, you wont make it to the elevator<br>You never been to jail, I`m jail seen<br>Niggas seen, me in jail since thirteen<br>Shooting up scenes<obscene?><br>Real niggas take cream<br><br>Chorus 2x<br><br>(people giving shout outs)