6 Figures And Up

"Money money money money, c`mon y`all.." -> repeat 4X<br><br>[D-Wyze]<br>Wait a minute I got you, now let D-Wyze rock you<br>At a party all night, I make the bitches go crazy right<br>I got the rhymes to make the niggaz roll up the blunts - tight<br>You can`t hit what you can`t see<br>It`s me - D the barber, MC<br>Hard hittin to represent the hell where I`m from<br>I get live like a forty-five pumpin straight out Oakland<br>I`m nasty - like snot check the fifty-fifth block<br>Where all around the city, every kid got a glock<br>But tell me shorty, sittin on the porch with a 40<br>I gotta find a way to make the money (bang - money)<br>A fast lick, and I gotta do the shit quick<br>Call up my nucca DJ, the latin Joe Quixx<br>So tell me brother - I need six figures and up<br>I`ve been workin nine to five, and I`m shit outta luck<br>My wife is gonna leave me cause my pockets ain`t fat<br>I never break myself for a bitch again so FUCK THAT<br>.. it`s time to go for self, no frontin<br>There`s no cash in my register, and my shop is always open<br>Linked up with Sway back in 1988<br>Ninety-four I`m Under Madness and I just can`t wait, so uhh<br>Tie up your Timb boots, and rustle up a few troops<br>All City`s got flavor and yes, I`m the bad scoop<br>for ME, D-Wyze the habitual liar<br>If my records don`t sell, my crew`ll set me on fire<br>I need six figures and up..<br><br>[Chorus]<br>"Money money money money, c`mon y`all.." -> repeat 7X<br>"I get money - money I got" -> Audio Two<br><br>[E-Vocalist]<br>Whether East or Westbound when I step through your town<br>Like sixteen ounces I get a pound<br>Niggaz know I`m down and don`t fuck around plus I<br>carry the sound, like feces in a baby`s diaper<br>Packin weed inside of my harris(?) tweed sniper<br>I`m the type of, nigga that`s determined<br>For the cash, turn my ass green like Erick Sermon<br>I take cash out to play at a church sermon<br>Eyes burnin, cause I`m up on tour<br>I need dough for the show, and ten percent off the door<br>Before; steppin to hoes was a gamble<br>Now I got cash they wanna talk like Tevin Campbell<br>I got game like Payton, at Lambeaux<br>Break like eggs and I`ll leave your brains scrambled<br>The don, layin your girl like a futon<br>Tossed her like a salad then squashed it like a cruton<br>Only my folks respond when I male bond<br>And duck-ass niggaz, waddle back to your pond<br>Sway provides the shot like a pump<br>Ninety-four`s my year to come up like Donald Trump<br><br>[Chorus]<br><br>[D-Wyze]<br>Now that we`re pumpin six figures and up<br>A lot of suckers always front that we made it by luck, but listen<br>Every rapper got the spunk when it comes for the<br>.. "money money money money, c`mon y`all" - it`s true<br>The Brothas from the All City group<br>Priority`s the label, that keeps my pockets stable<br>Now, D-Wyze the mic stalker<br>I`m in control of my goal so I`ll, skip the barber<br>I`ll, save it, put it in my pocket for later<br>Daps if you`re my troop maybe I`ll fade that ass later<br>but still, I gotta have the top dollar bill or buck<br>I need six figures and up<br><br>[E-Vocalist]<br>Not two, not three, not four, not five<br>Six figures and up, is what I need to survive<br>Never hung with a crew, cause niggaz change like ya climate<br>Spent most of my time in solitary, confinement<br>Back in eighty-nine I wrote rhymes on the down low<br>Now I feel verbal to heat the world like Chernobyl<br>Niggaz know my name throughout the universe<br>I bust rhymes like a nine to watch your whole crew disperse<br>As my name blooms it`s safe to assume<br>I`m in the back room, puffin on blunts like a vacumn<br>Consume, the boom puts my mind in tune<br>and pretty soon, niggaz on my nuts like Fruit of the Loom<br>This is to whom it may concern<br>Mics are burned so the cash that I get is earned<br><br>[Chorus] - {*last line echoes out before finishing*}