All for the Money

Music: MC Eiht/Paul Richmond/Ruben Locke/Darryl Ellis Lyrics: MC Eiht/Paul Richmond/Ruben Locke/Darryl Ellis All for the Money -MC Eiht /CMW One more nigga on the run I just can't handle this Born in the land of the scandalous Thirteen years of age at the time Moms ain't kickin'in I gots to get mine I load up my strap Map out my plan Choose my victim Then mother****in'stick him One more point that Got scored for the hood Up to no damn good understood Steps is getting low So I gots to get some more Loads up the K Break out the back door You know the routine So punk fool here we go Same bat channel Keep your mother****ing Hands up on the dash And gives up the cash One times is making A move on my a** But I ain't sweating It because ain't shit funny Because it's all for the money I gots to get mine So I'm a take yours I gots to get mine So I'm a take yours Just call me the come up kid Hard times kicking it in the CPT So that means I gotta Do what I gotta do And if you ain't down With the Hype **** you You're coming up short When I slang So when I hit your corner You're gonna be a goner Nigga duck When my nine starts to buck In it for the snaps So I'm crazy as **** I should be laying low Cause one time is real hot Need to make a knot So I rush your spot And it's like that When I got the feelin' If you don't kill Someone else does the killing So when you hit the end Of the road ain't no turning back I done signed a hood lifetime contract Jacking and packing Cause ain't shit funny Because it's all for the money I gots to get mine So I'm a take yours I gots to get mine So I'm a take yours Uh oh there goes Another beep on the beeper One time sleep On the ****ing night creeper Trying to show stop on the sales Pull fake braids but I still gets paid Just say no **** the TV Trying to push the shit Cause the weight is exceed See me for the blast Five-oh fly in fast Mad cause I'm making More cash than they a** Now I lay low in the cut Label me the nigga With the ****ing gangsta strut Every hooptie got gold license plates My birds fly out throughout The ****ing states Now my other half is telling me I'd better quit But I ain't through in this shit So I guess this is it I'll be dead before I go out like a dummy (Why's that G ) Cause it's all for the money I gots to get mine So I'm a take yours I gots to get mine So I'm a take yours I gots to get mine So I'm a take yours I gots to get mine So I'm a take yours I gots to get mine So I'm a take yours