All About Money

\r[young Buck]
\rYou A Thug Like Me

\r[verse 1]
\rYou Can Catch Me Green Stick It Up,
\rDick It Up,
\rCut A Nigga Shit Over 50 Bucks,
\rNeed Work On The Low Nigga Hit Me Up,
\rNever Quick Enough After Pickin Up,
\rFeds On A Nigga Block Ridiculous,
\rCuz The Game Done Brought All Our Shit To Us,
\rI Done Bit The Dust-countinus
\rNow I Ride Double ? To The Ind You Bust,
\rOh No Wrong Move If My Ind You Touch,
\r17 But Its Real When You Playin With Much,
\rOne In The Chamber On The Table When You Chillin For Lunch,
\rAnd Head Up With Your Door Open Feelin Your Blunt,
\rWhere Im From 20 Gone By The End Of The Month,
\rI Get Drunk Smoke The Weed To The End Of The Blunt,
\rMake Sure 10 Shells Done Been In The Pump,
\rIf Its On-first Draw Thats A Nigga Wit Luck,
\rAll Niggas Playin Games Start Endin Em Up,
\rCuz Your Block Young Buck Will Start Bendin Em Up,
\rAs Soon As Your Adrenaline Pump,
\rMake Way Dear Lord Cuz Im Sendin Em Up

\r[chorus X2]
\rIts All About Money,
\rGettin Major Paid,
\rStack Your Cheese In All Different Ways,
\rTote Your Strap And Keep Your Khakis Creased,
\rYeah Nigga, You A Thug Like Me?

\r[verse 2 - D-tay]
\rThey Call Me D-tays Up
\rGet Em Up Put The Aks On,
\rLet Em Know We Dont Play Sir,
\rAnybody In The Way Gets Sprayed Brah,
\rAnybody In The Way Gets Sprayed Brah,
\rWanna Play Rough?
\rYall Cats Wanna Play Tough
\rTay Wanna Spray Stuff, Erase Stuff
\rNiggas Wanna Start Shit With They Gun Then Run,
\rTay Dont Wanna Chase Ya,
\rBullets Wait Ta, Replace Ya,
\rHit Em With The Shells Of The 45,
\rMake Em All Duck, With The Four-five Buck,
\rPut Em All Up,
\rGot 2 So We Got You But We Dont Give A Fuck,
\rSeals Comin Gunnin Out The Cut,
\rSpittin At You Cats,
\rSpittin 50 Rounds Like Im Spittin On A Track,
\rYall Niggas Know That You Cant Hold That,
\rIma Spit The Gat Till The Gat Click-clat,
\rThen Chit Chat,
\rNiggas Gun Learn That You Beef With This Here This Heat Gone Burn,
\rIma Show Ya Cats How To Bus Yall Guns,
\rHit A Nigga Up And Leave His Ass Left Numb,
\rDont Play With Me,
\rYou Know I Spray The Heat,
\rThe A.k. Gun Niggas Down Fatefully,
\rYou Think Expectfully, Just Wait And See,
\rYoung Buck And D-tay Nigga Ready To G,
\rIf It Pays To Be, The Boss In The Cause,
\rMy Gun So Big Gotta Limp When I Walk,
\rDont Talk The Talk Cuz T.i.p. We Comin,
\rFirst Go About Money

\r[chorus X2]

\r[verse 3 - Young Buck]
\rIts All Bout Thuggin,
\rGettin Paid And Shit,
\rYou Either Slang The Dope Or Hit Major Licks,
\rThats Why All My Niggas Be Sevin Bricks,
\rYall Gunna See What We Workin With,
\rNot Me Baby Doll,
\rI Aint Hurtin For Shit,
\rG.s. 400 With A Leather Kit,
\rOh You Dont Wanna Holla?
\rWell Whatever Bitch,
\rDont Say Shit When The Bezzle Flip,
\rSee A Nigga Tote Straps For The Hell Of It,
\rI Aint Givin A Fuck About Jealous Shit,
\rAnd I Dont Smoke Weed For The Smell Of It,
\rJust Before I Kill, I Inhale The Shit,
\rYou Cant Trail Me Bitch I Be In 50 States,
\rParanoid, With About 50 Cakes,
\rOnce A Nigga Find Out Its All Heart No Shake,
\rThats When I Infest The Place,
\rIm Thugged Out,
\rUp In The Drug House,
\rGot It All-from The Beer To A Quarter Ounce,
\rWe Da Real Ass Niggas, All Work No Slouch,
\rCan I Get That There? All That Count,
\rAll They Amount,
\rBut When It Go Down And A Nigga Make All Ya Say All That Out,
\rWhat You Gunna Do Nigga What You About,
\rEither Ride Or Die, When Im Raised In The South,
\rLove The Block, When A Nigga Wake Up,
\rI Wash My Face And Then Hug My Glock,
\rBrush My Teeth And Scream South Side,
\rSmoke A Blunt And Put On My Socks,
\rBut It Still Dont Stop, From Dusk To Dawn,
\rA Nigga Been Out Here On His Own-livin Day To Day,
\rSee Im Only 17 But A Nigga Out Here Just Gains Farm


\r[thanks To Jim (drunkiethesailor@yahoo.com) For These Lyrics]