Artist: 2Pac & Boot Camp Clik f/ Bad Azz, Daz Dillinger (Tha Dogg Pound) Album: One Nation - The Album Song: The Money Typed by: dy_face@yahoo.com [Intro: Daz Dillinger] Yeah, cruising, doing our thing, you know what I mean? That nigga Daz, Makaveli, check it out, bitch! [Verse One: Tupac] Three words to make a motherfucker's heart burst I rip the verse, worse nigga when I start to curse Picture a black hearse, adversaries buried in their Sunday best He blinked, died in the dark, my gun swayed his chest But will I die nigga, we all die So until I die, why must I ride on my enemies until they fry Father forgive me cause they're not knowing My glock cocked, niggaz drop when my shots flowing My definition of a thug nigga A multimillionaire, started as a drug dealer I love niggaz, open fire when I blast at you Everybody dies, Bad Boy massacre, I laugh at you Holler my name, I reappear, like a G (Makaveli) No man alive can see me Motherfuckers making problems, but they get what they deserve Get destroyed, with these three words, motherfuckers [Chorus: Bad Azz] 2X Outlast, if we blast, Outlaw outcast Only moving for the money so we're coming up (so we're coming up) We outlast if we blast, Outlaw outcast Dont slip, nigga we ride (We ride) [Verse Two: Daz Dillinger] It's about more money, more dollars, more crack for the fiends And more weed for the ballers, the spot is hot From all this fucking bullshit and recommended dope dealers Getting richer for all my niggaz hit the wall up, in memory State of our mind, it come right before me So all you old brad scatter, run for heat, plus the power Trying to get rid of half these motherfucking bastards They're hazard to the block From the gilt with all that bullshit drama they talk Never put any shit back in the hood So these motherfuckers think it's all good If I die or go to jail, I can't quit From illegal to legitimate Incarcerated with the Bloods and Crips They lock me down in the gang you know the spot G They down to ride and down to shake for me You will die for it [Chorus] [Verse Three: Tupac] Fuck the world, feel the fury of the chosen man Thug nigga, ten millimeter close in hand Put them in my range, aimed nigga take fire, watch them die Should've never fuck around when it's time to ride Riding low, down a one way, watch for gun play I hope we find true peace one day Nobody cries when my dog dies, set them straight AK automatically, retaliate [Verse Four: Daz Dillinger] That nigga Daz and Makaveli on a mission So don't worry, a lifestyle tells the story To be worshiping the glory Coming through on my entourage, getting loose Prepare for the war, motherfucker bring your juice Pray to God, that your soul is right Before you die tonight And quicker than any man I be riding all night See the game ain't the same no more All these motherfucking niggaz ain't the same no more So we're yelling [Chorus] [Outro: Daz Dillinger] Yeah, ride Ride all night on their bitches Niggaz ain't afraid, we run up on your ass to blast Ride all night