LYRICS (Verse 1: 50 Cent) You are now under my hypnosis Summertime grind, come out with the toasters I return like an animal ferocious New money breeds, new enemies, nigga you know this Another mil', another nigga sick I got nothing but hard dick for your bitch to lick I box unorthodox, southpaw, outlaw, bricks of raw I'm out in the drought, I make the dope price soar Shit cool 'til the mac out, run when it back out A nigga finna blackout, better pray that bitch jam It's in God's hands, it's all God plan You mean even when a nigga gettin' smoked, goddamn [Chorus] Cash rules, I keep a shooter 'round me Queens get the money, I have a nigga killed y'all (Killed y'all) Kill the hood, ask niggas 'bout me Jesus, for the money, niggas'll go real hard (Real hard) [Verse 2] I push my pen with passion, I'm the author of the struggle When pain is a head crack, the sign of the devil Trip' 6-6-6, I'm back on my bullshit See clear through my third eye, it's gon' be a murder Every summer, every winter, every spring You think I'm bullshitting, I put that on everything The shooting gon' stop right after the shit-talking I was selling crack while Mike was moonwalking 20 off a pack, I stack, I can't call it I blast ya like NASA, Jack, you outta orbit I mean you outta order, you don't want me to send a nigga to you So he could put some hot shit through you, do you? You might also like I’ll Do Anything 50 Cent Redrum (Murder) 50 Cent In da Club 50 Cent [Chorus] Cash rules, I keep a shooter 'round me Queens get the money, I have a nigga killed y'all (Killed y'all) Kill the hood, ask niggas 'bout me Jesus, for the money, niggas'll go real hard (Real hard) (Verse 3: 2Pac) You claim to be lady like You wear your clothes so tight That you excite the shady type And at night girl you're the type to get freaky When I see you in the daytime you're squeaky Clean, what I mean is ya can't be a fiend for the green And expect to get treated like a queen 'Cause the brothers on the block's not havin' it Let your fast ass pass little scandalous bitch (talked to the niggas with the biggest bucks Now ya fucked around and that ass got fucked) I came equipped with some shit to get ya tipsy 'Cause a bitch is a bitch And She'll use any trick to get me And last year I used to be a saint Runnin' around sayin' trust a bitch but now I can't In '92 I'm living heartless Tryin' to make a million out of 14 tracks so don't start shit Niggas need to mind they dome 'Cause the time is on for them to find they own Jock a nigga 'cause he did a major flick Now you're mad 'cause I won't let you page me bitch Don't call me bitch [Chorus] Cash rules, I keep a shooter 'round me Queens get the money, I have a nigga killed y'all (Killed y'all) Kill the hood, ask niggas 'bout me Jesus, for the money, niggas'll go real hard (Real hard) (Verse 4: 2Pac) Others got paid, but I remained true to my trade I worked hard like a slave, to fin to rap to the grave It's like a rope, I hung it 'cause I knew I was dope While others giggled and joked I watched and took notes Never surrender, that was my motto as I keep strong Second best for too long, critics I will prove wrong Or diss'em, no one would listen, they was dissin' My record wouldn't sell they said somethin' was missin' Claiming I was radical, 'cause I was true to the streets But did the streets been true to me? How the fuck would I look if I changed? Actin' strange 'cause I got a little fame Ain't that a bitch, I was born in a beat down shack Ain't no turnin' back now I'm makin' stacks And ever since the movie Hoes want to pop that coochie Every time it suits me And still I'm the same I haven't changed my name Still pledge allegiance to the game Pledge my life to the ghetto ways Do whatever it takes to get paid and laid Refuse to lose, never smoke crack A mack is a nigga wit' the biggest sack So baby pick a winner, don't die and swear As long as that's your hair I'll take you there But don't call me bitch [Chorus] Cash rules, I keep a shooter 'round me Queens get the money, I have a nigga killed y'all (Killed y'all) Kill the hood, ask niggas 'bout me Jesus, for the money, niggas'll go real hard (Real hard)
@@dannygarza8122 definitely... Crazy is he isn't even on the level of Nas or RAE AND GHOST OF THE WUTANG CLAN . COMMERCIAL HE HAD SUCCESS.. DON'T MEAN YOU'RE BETTER THAN OR EQUAL TO.. TUPAC/MAKAVELI IS THE GOAT OF THE RAP GAME. WELL BEYOND THE TOP TEN SO MUCH THAT RIGHT U R .. COMPARISON IS DISRESPECTFUL
Fire absolute horns of fire 🔥🔥🔥 Whoever makes the music you are epically awesome I hope you know this. Now to accompany an awesome song with an awesome video is utterly mind blowing . I hope you Peeps and making good money in a field of advertisements or something because you are all talented. Thank you as a long life Tupac fan of 30 years since high school thank you for this from my heart 💜
