I Need Money

What's up homie
I just got the joint
You ready to do this
Alright
Gotta get my family in this thing
211 In progress
I ain't going back

The world is a ghetto ready to explode
Spilled with wicked women telling fortunes that will fold
So let no one get you down
In addition, ghetto vision makes me hold it down
Formulate the program, stipulate the prism
Spectrum thoughts equivalent to wisdom
Here to demo point blank, eradicate
Hit so quick couldn't catch it in the frame
Damn, I used to be a stick up kid
So I think of all the crimen and the jales I did
I got this far cause I had a fatal hustle
To back my play, yes I had a fatal muscle
I reach for the apex then I attach the silence
I captivate the crowd when I speak my violence
Elimination, ese terminate these games
Anticipate the words, stand back and refrain

I need money, I used to be a stick up kid
So I think of all the crimen and the jales I did
I need money, I used to be a stick up kid
So I think of all the crimen and the jales I did
I need money, I used to be a stick up kid
So I think of all the crimen and the jales I did
I need money, I used to be a stick up kid
So I think of all the crimen and the jales I did

I grew up and I came up in the west part of Los
Putas, drogas, enemigas, get the floor
Shots were random so access permitted
Everyone is fully packing so no one knew who did it
Now that I'm older, ese, now that I'm bolder
No longer I'm a pawn, I'm a heavyweight soldier
Composure is something that is kept
Something that is done when you live by the gun
Then damn, the shots went bang
It wasn't planned this way, just meet my demands
And things will go smooth
I hope that I am heard, I hope I'm understood
Where's the motherfucking coca
And all of the feria from selling all them rocas
In las calles it's the wild west
Bullets penetrating right through the vato's vest

I need money, I used to be a stick up kid
So I think of all the crimen and the jales I did
I need money, I used to be a stick up kid
So I think of all the crimen and the jales I did
I need money, I used to be a stick up kid
So I think of all the crimen and the jales I did
I need money, I used to be a stick up kid
So I think of all the crimen and the jales I did

You gotta know what you doing
Three strikes ain't no joke
The mic's fucking with me, I don't know what I'm doing
I don't know what you talking about, que no
That's what I do

I need money, I used to be a stick up kid
So I think of all the crimen and the jales I did
I need money, I used to be a stick up kid
So I think of all the crimen and the jales I did

It's my neighborhood right here
With my name tattooed
You know what I'm saying, you know
True or not
Check it out
I need money, I used to be a stick up kid
So I think of all the crimen and the jales I did
This goes out to all the vatos out there
Doing tiempo, murder, robbery
Q'ubo
Ese, ese, ese