Dr. Dre feat. Jill Scott, Jon Connor & Anderson .Paak - For the Love of Money текст песни

Текст песни For the Love of Money - Dr. Dre , Jill Scott



For the love of money
For the love of money
For the love of money
It's beautiful outside
Looks like it's raining money, mane
It's beautiful outside
Looks like it's raining money, mane
Say what's up to the broke nigga at the rich party (Woo!)
Who the fuck let this nigga in?
Do it look like I give a fuck? Sorry (Yeah!)
Looking at these hoes and they gold digger gorgeous tryna get me (Woo!)
I run game on a bitch, and one Mississippi two Mississippi (Yeah!)
Flint nigga in the spot til they pop one and the cops come like (Woo!)
Motherfuckers own a shotgun like a pop gun and they ready like (Yeah!)
Still a good nigga I'm a Northside nigga til I'm gone (Woo!)
Do it for the ones in the hood like Connor gon' put the city on (Wait!)
Fuck that shit nigga, fuck that shit, go
Live for my hood, look this for my block
Ride for the hood, gotta spit it like Pac
I ain't got shit but I still feel good
Nigga can't take what a nigga don't got
Go hard in the paint, you can tell 'em post up
Homie in the hood like "Let me hold something"
Your mans in the hood talking all that shit
When they ran up on him lil buddy froze up
All they be talkin' but ain't saying nothing
Niggas be talking that ain't what they want
Ain't no fake shit around here
Cause my nigga my city is really as real as the fuck
I be killing this shit, I ain't giving a fuck
You laugh at a bitch, she get hid in the trunk
You think this sound crazy, that's how I grew up
So this for my people who still in the cut
Want that, need that
Root of all evil mane, (get it, get it)
I said I want that, need that
Root of all evil, mane
Said what's up to the nigga wearing all black at the white party (Woo!)
And I'm looking like I don't give a fuck
That's how I get down nigga sorry (Yeah!)
And I'm looking like I don't play no games, nah, nigga don't try me (Woo!)
Been that nigga that's been spitting that
Paid dues like a motherfucking hobby (Yeah!)
If you're on that bullshit nigga better fly that shit right by me (Woo!)
Came from the bottom of this bitch and made it out of that shit and that's why we (Yeah!)
On top of this motherfucking world
Damn, look at that body (Woo!)
She come along with the territories
Turn around, move it for me, bend it over, end of story
(Seems like chasing paper's what's important to you)
Got a relationship with that money
(But that bitch will never be faithful to you)
Even though I know she knows she crazy
(Please just let it go, seize, no saving you)
Ride, ride
Til the motherfucking wheels fall off in this bitch
(But we can do it for the love)
But I'm never stopping my poppin'
(These numbers don't lie, but your love is superficial
It's the simple shit you need to pay attention to)
Want that, need that
Root of all evil, mane (get it, get it)
I said I want that, need that
Root of all evil, mane
For the love of money
It's beautiful outside
Looks like it's raining money, mane
It's beautiful outside
Looks like it's raining money, mane
Want that, need that
Root of all evil mane (get it, get it)
I said I want that, need that
Root of all evil mane
For the love of money
For the love of money
For the love of money
For the love of money
For the love of money
For the love of money



Авторы: ANDRE YOUNG, MORRIS WAYNE RICKS II, GAVIGLIO, CONTA, FLESH-N-BONE


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