Luke 3:14...AMEN✨️ The soldiers asked what they should do😌 Goodmorning Brothers and sisters. It is written to not do this to folks, but some look over it and say, "Who's going to find out", or can you find out where it went, and it's going to take some time so enjoy it and we're going to do it again..When you walking with the Lord or the God that you serve and things begin to go your way in a good way that's when the sabotage,and major monitoring begin along with set ups..When I say God is 10 steps ahead of the enemy I meant hat no matter how crafty these folks feel that they are...it's the 26th day Keep God First in everything that you do but don't worry❤ Good morning ✨️
Yo I had this "tape"...and I remember on the b side of the single was this instrumental and when the girl starting moaning..My pop was like "Hey!...Turn that shit off!"..Lol...Just found out that's Jewell from Deathrow on the hook..crazy
Lyrics Foe tha' love of money Gotta make that money man It's still the same now Gotta get on the grind Pop in the clip of my nine And b**** if you slip You hit the chalk and fall in the night time Gotta get mine Ain't takin no shorts or no losses Hop on the phone Callin' my n**** sin at home Polishin' that mac-10 crome Gotta a lick so bring yo s*** Cause once again it's on To the dome with a fifth of burb We wig to the curb so we swerve And rolled out to pick up the triple six thug And follow the murder for robbin the dooehouse Smoke jump outta me bong So high, now comin' to slay with four grenades and a gauge I'm a play, watch all 'em fall in the grave and lay Pullin' in the driveway, wish spotted the place and quickly rolled up Bulldozed through the living room Hopped out of the car and started to blow up Buck, buck, and a kaboom Me blew all them bodies all over the room Them doomed And gotta move fast, why? The po-po's comin' Snatch up me yummy So n**** don't think it's funny I'm comin' up quick in the niine-quat Cause flesh be lovin' this money I'm given uo love to the hustlas All them st.clair thugstas makin' that money stayin' on your feet And you better believe gotta have that cheese For the green leaves, never catch me sleep Stay on the grind, get mine Stayin' down for mine crime, and I hit up the nine-nine Givin' up that llelo, makin' me sale, twenties nickles and dimes Beat up and stick up a lick up, that two-eleven Gotta get what's mine, then bailin' Me kickin' up dust, I'm trailin Feelin one-eight-seven That's how it is, and I gotsta have it in the nine-quat Mission to check a mill and still be real Thuggin' on the glock-glock, creepin on a come up Won't sleep till I'm done up Gotta blaze me blunt up, hunt up another plot and scheme Gotta make some green, cause soldiers nut up, what up? Gotta get that business on, even though the buddah run me, stun me Feelin' lovely, but I'm just in it for he love of the money Standin' on the corner straight slangin' rocks Aw ahit! here comes the muthaf***in' cops! So I dash, I ducks, and I hides behind a tree Makin' sure the muthaf***as don't see me Now my fat sack of rocks hell yeah I stuffed 'em Police on my draws, I had to pause And yeah, it's still muthaf*** 'em Now my game is tight, tight as f*** is my game Easy muthaf***in e or eric wright it's all the same Now n****s might trip on how I stash my grip I gotta have it b**** For the love of this s*** Muthaf***a! When dough got me thugsta, thuggish ways, down for my crime every time Follow me down the nine-nine, and you will find all of me kind Check out the ripsta, now, drop down Run 'em up outta me hood Rip's straight when makin' me grip with me click Rollin' with ruthless, the thug I be Me put 'em in mud, buck 'em, and pump blood Got nothing to lose, b**** Ya better respect rip, or ya best check this slug It's goin' down steady pump and peel rounds, gunnin' with a me gang Bang, gotta make that money man It's still the same Steady runnin' thing wild, and follow me now While I take you up into a barrel of a gun, see For the dub you're done For the bud, I run, for the love of my money N**** down for my thug off in this game So peep as me creep and me crawlin' off on the mission to back in the Days When n****s was bailin' with sawed-offs and wanted to get paid Runnin' to my side, lil' n****, ripsta, both on the mission for money You give you the cash, oh, that was your a** Cause me and me n**** was hungry And b****, if you're stallin' you might just catch one to the temple And um, bone raw doggin', so n**** just make tha s*** simple and run To catch one n**** me fill 'em with bullets and dump 'em in rivers Remember, me killa now For money, me dig ya six feet in a ditch and get richer Cause b**** you were slippin' I'll cut ya, then rip ya, then buck ya down Stayed rollin' and stealin' makin' a killin' N**** drug-dealin', needing a million Hustlin' drugs when the thugs be chillin' For the money, these n****s be sellin' off in the cut Where you find a n**** thuggin' off in braids and skullies And when I stick ya and lick ya, remember I get 'em up for the love of the money For the love of money Yeah, bone in the muthaf***in' house for the nine-quats n**** Yeah, rollin' with ruthless records in this b**** My n****s, Layzie Bone, Bizzy Bone, wish bone, and flesh-n-bone And I'm that n****, Krayzie Bone, in the muthaf***in' house
I will sup latest 2022 the 2021 until I die man I miss those days music like this Bone Thugs-N-Harmony yes you do a reunions Pollo PS rest in peace Eazy-E
On my grind 24/7 can't take no shorts or losses. Watch how you flex outside these dudes is hungier than the kids in Africa. You know I gotta keep cash on me daily 365 days I gotta get mine. Ppl hating I just work and continue to stay blessed. I don't want to hear no thugs on tracks unless it's layzie, Krayzie, bizzy, wish, or flesh. They keep it raw and if you slip get back up and conquer. I'm on my grind but some ppl will sell there souls for the love of money.
I wish they would've never put ol' girl moaning in the background because when you're jamming to this at work, you have to turn it down every time that crap comes on.
Jay Brown omg legit I was listening to the whole creeping on ah come up album on my Xbox while I was laying down on my phone and that part came on and it was so fucking embarrassing
I'm given uo love to the hustlas All them st.clair thugstas makin' that money stayin' on your feet And you better believe gotta have that cheese For the green leaves, never catch me sleep Stay on the grind, get mine Stayin' down for mine crime, and I hit up the nine-nine Givin' up that llelo, makin' me sale, twenties nickles and dimes Beat up and stick up a lick up, that two-eleven Gotta get what's mine, then bailin' Me kickin' up dust, I'm trailin Feelin one-eight-seven That's how it is, and I gotsta have it in the nine-quat Mission to check a mill and still be real Thuggin' on the glock-glock, creepin on a come up Won't sleep till I'm done up Gotta blaze me blunt up, hunt up another plot and scheme Gotta make some green, cause soldiers nut up, what up? Gotta get that business on, even though the buddah run me, stun me Feelin' lovely, but I'm just in it for he love of the money Standin' on the corner straight slangin' rocks Aw ahit! here comes the muthaf***in' cops! So I dash, I ducks, and I hides behind a tree Makin' sure the muthaf***as don't see me Now my fat sack of rocks hell yeah I stuffed 'em Police on my draws, I had to pause And yeah, it's still muthaf*** 'em Now my game is tight, tight as f*** is my game Easy muthaf***in e or eric wright it's all the same Now n****s might trip on how I stash my grip I gotta have it b**** For the love of this s*** Muthaf***a!
if you don't know him, thats a huge shame. best rapper to ever spit on this beat. just search Dolla - Love of Money. also go RipDolla.net and know one of the best rappers to ever exist
Foe the love of money Gotta make that money man It's still the same now Gotta make that money man It's still the same now Gotta make that money man It's still the same now Gotta make that money man It's still the same now Gotta get on the grind Pop in the clip of my nine And bitch if you slip You hit the chalk and fall in the night time Gotta get mine Ain't taking no shorts or no losses Hop on the phone Callin' my nigga sin at home Polishin' that MAC-10 chrome Gotta a lick so bring yo shit 'Cause once again it's on To the dome with a fifth of burb We wig to the curb so we swerve And rolled out to pick up the triple six thug And follow the murder for robbin the dooehouse Smoke jump outta me bong So high, now comin' to slay with four grenades and a gauge I'm a play, watch all 'em fall in the grave and lay Pullin' in the driveway, wish spotted the place and quickly rolled up Bulldozed through the living room Hopped out of the car and started to blow up Buck, Buck, and a kaboom Me blew all them bodies all over the room Them doomed And gotta move fast, why? The po-po's comin' Snatch up me yummy So nigga don't think it's funny I'm comin' up quick in the nine-quat 'Cause flesh be lovin' this money I'm given you love to the hustlers All them St.Clair thugstas makin' that money stayin' on your feet And you better believe gotta have that cheese For the green leaves, never catch me sleep Stay on the grind, get mine Stayin' down for mine crime, and I hit up the nine-nine Givin' up that llelo, makin' me sale, twenties nickles and dimes Beat up and stick up a lick up, that two-eleven Gotta get what's mine, then bailin' Me kickin' up dust, I'm trailin Feeling one-eight-seven That's how it is, and I gotsta have it in the nine-quat Mission to check a mill and still be real Thuggin' on the glock-glock, creeping on a come up Won't sleep till I'm done up Gotta blaze me blunt up, hunt up another plot and scheme Gotta make some green, cause soldiers nut up, what up? Gotta get that business on, even though the Buddha run me, stun me Feelin' lovely, but I'm just in it for he love of the money Foe the love of money Gotta make that money man It's still the same now Gotta make that money man It's still the same now Gotta make that money man It's still the same now Gotta make that money man It's still the same now Standin' on the corner straight slangin' rocks Aw ahit! Here comes the muthafuckin' cops! So I dash, I ducks, and I hides behind a tree Makin' sure the motherfuckers don't see me Now my fat sack of rocks hell yeah I stuffed 'em Police on my draws, I had to pause And yeah, it's still muthafuck 'em Now my game is tight, tight as fuck is my game Easy motherfucking E or Eric Wright it's all the same Now niggas might trip on how I stacks my grip I gotta have it bitch For the love of this shit MOTHERFUCKER!! Foe the love of money Gotta make that money man It's still the same now Gotta make that money man It's still the same now Gotta make that money man It's still the same now Gotta make that money man It's still the same now When dough got me thugsta, thuggish ways, down for my crime everytime Follow me down the nine-nine, and you will find all of me kind Check out the ripsta, now, drop down Run 'em up outta me hood Rip's straight when makin' me grip with me click Rollin' with Ruthless, the thug I be Me put 'em in mud, buck 'em, and pump blood Got nothing to lose, bitch You better respect rip, or you best check this slug It's goin' down steady pump and peel rounds, gunnin' with a me gang Bang, gotta make that money man It's still the same Steady runnin' thing wild, and follow me now While I take you up into a barrel of a gun, see For the dub you're done For the bud, I run, for the love of my money Nigga down for my thug off in this game So peep as me creep and me crawlin' off on the mission to back in the days When niggas was bailin' with sawed-offs and wanted to get paid Runnin' to my side, little' nigga, Ripsta, both on the mission for money You give you the cash, oh, that was your ass 'Cause me and me nigga was Hungary And bitch, if you're stallin' you might just catch one to the temple And um, Bone raw doggin', so nigga just make the shit simple and run To catch one nigga me fill 'em with bullets and dump 'em in rivers Remember, me killer now For money, me dig you six feet in a ditch and get richer 'Cause bitch you were slippin' I'll cut you, then rip you, then buck you down Stayed rodin' and stealin' makin' a killin' Nigga drugdealin', needin a million Hustlin' drugs when the thugs be chillin' For the money, these niggas be sellin' off in the cut Where you find a nigga thuggin' off in braids and skullies And when I stick you and lick you, remember I get 'em up for the love of the money For the love of money Yeah, Bone in the muthafuckin' house for the nine-quats nigga Yeah, rollin' with Ruthless records in this bitch My niggas, Layzie Bone, Bizzy Bine, Wish Bone, And Flesh-n-Bone And I'm that nigga, Krayzie Bone, in the muthafuckin' house
I realize I should make wise choices,but it's pretty hard cause all I hear is voices,you should make a good decision,but before you do you gotta envision,the thoughts so it won't cause a collision,or any type of precision,so listen and open your ears,fuck the people that got you shedding tears,and all you've done is think about it for years,all you gotta do is face your fears,I know because I've been in this position,that you've been wishing,to beat the bitch in a competition,people said I couldn't spit a rhyme,but know they get fried one at a time,ha thinking y'all could fuck up what I desire,yeah I just put you in a pit of fire,and y'all bitches say y'all the king of my empire,Ima kick yo ass like a punt,cunt,yeah I'm going out on a hunt,you runt,look where I am now spitting a lyric,y'all fear it,it's legit I'm spittin,everything that's written,ha I can't be stopped,even if you tried you'd just get dropped,I'm just rippin,when y'all people gon stop lippin,y'all trippin,if I said your name,it'd be a damn shame,that you came,you should've just kept shit the same,
nice kick check it yea i got young honeys that sell me drug money aint nothin funny hardcore like Gunny boys intervene leave they necks runny it dont matter the time crime down for mine everytime i pull the nine flat line or machete chop ya up like spaghetti thwy wasnt ready for yosef coming most of rhe lyric so funky foggy ya clear it periods they cab see me drug slangin mute those who lippin tippin on my qs in case of set trippin load them clips in call a few of my partners or disciples in after couple shots of hen and gin we put an end to sin and then theyll remeber the yosef cold as the december month pull stunts stay skunked and drunked almost dunk my mind into a pit of hell my story neva fails if ya crosss ill still prevail living well lookin for ghost to come out they shell ya cant bail im on ya trail sell yeyo cuz be fienin for yummy crummy for the love of that moneyyy!!!!
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this instrumental is called "moe cheese", it's on the album
my g
Facts 💯
ML♥️ from Hamilton..New Zealand 🇳🇿
No it's called For the love of money
Different versions
Rap and smooth jazz mixed. I always loved this jam right here.
Do y’all hear that guitar👌🏾🔥🔥still rocking this 2024!!
guitar is dope !!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Bass Too
As fuck.
@@Lookout4the3rdrail hell yeah.
2019 still my top instrumental to kick back and smoke to.
This joint never gets old!
Exactlyyy‼️😌🔥💯 I miss the old days 😔
Never!!!!
That Guitar is through the roof wow dam!!!
My grandma loves this song
Luke 3:14...AMEN✨️
The soldiers asked what they should do😌
Goodmorning Brothers and sisters. It is written to not do this to folks, but some look over it and say, "Who's going to find out", or can you find out where it went, and it's going to take some time so enjoy it and we're going to do it again..When you walking with the Lord or the God that you serve and things begin to go your way in a good way that's when the sabotage,and major monitoring begin along with set ups..When I say God is 10 steps ahead of the enemy I meant hat no matter how crafty these folks feel that they are...it's the 26th day Keep God First in everything that you do but don't worry❤
Good morning ✨️
BONE Thugs n HAROMNY First Harmononizing Rap Group in Music History. Forever BONE THUGS n HARMONY # 1 !!! All them boys can rap and sing !!!
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the guitar....KILLER!
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Riding music
+Roy Watley I 100% agree.
Yes!
U feel me my nigga 💪🏽😌😎😙💨🔥 I'm wit u on that one 💯
RIP Eazy-E
Yo I had this "tape"...and I remember on the b side of the single was this instrumental and when the girl starting moaning..My pop was like "Hey!...Turn that shit off!"..Lol...Just found out that's Jewell from Deathrow on the hook..crazy
Lmao it honestly ruins the track when I'm tryna hear the dark piano chords 😂
Lol!
One of the best R.I.P. Easy E,,,,,,😎🤑
still a banger
Lyrics
Foe tha' love of money
Gotta make that money man
It's still the same now
Gotta get on the grind
Pop in the clip of my nine
And b**** if you slip
You hit the chalk and fall in the night time
Gotta get mine
Ain't takin no shorts or no losses
Hop on the phone
Callin' my n**** sin at home
Polishin' that mac-10 crome
Gotta a lick so bring yo s***
Cause once again it's on
To the dome with a fifth of burb
We wig to the curb so we swerve
And rolled out to pick up the triple six thug
And follow the murder for robbin the dooehouse
Smoke jump outta me bong
So high, now comin' to slay with four grenades and a gauge
I'm a play, watch all 'em fall in the grave and lay
Pullin' in the driveway, wish spotted the place and quickly rolled up
Bulldozed through the living room
Hopped out of the car and started to blow up
Buck, buck, and a kaboom
Me blew all them bodies all over the room
Them doomed
And gotta move fast, why?
The po-po's comin'
Snatch up me yummy
So n**** don't think it's funny
I'm comin' up quick in the niine-quat
Cause flesh be lovin' this money
I'm given uo love to the hustlas
All them st.clair thugstas makin' that money stayin' on your feet
And you better believe gotta have that cheese
For the green leaves, never catch me sleep
Stay on the grind, get mine
Stayin' down for mine crime, and I hit up the nine-nine
Givin' up that llelo, makin' me sale, twenties nickles and dimes
Beat up and stick up a lick up, that two-eleven
Gotta get what's mine, then bailin'
Me kickin' up dust, I'm trailin
Feelin one-eight-seven
That's how it is, and I gotsta have it in the nine-quat
Mission to check a mill and still be real
Thuggin' on the glock-glock, creepin on a come up
Won't sleep till I'm done up
Gotta blaze me blunt up, hunt up another plot and scheme
Gotta make some green, cause soldiers nut up, what up?
Gotta get that business on, even though the buddah run me, stun me
Feelin' lovely, but I'm just in it for he love of the money
Standin' on the corner straight slangin' rocks
Aw ahit! here comes the muthaf***in' cops!
So I dash, I ducks, and I hides behind a tree
Makin' sure the muthaf***as don't see me
Now my fat sack of rocks hell yeah I stuffed 'em
Police on my draws, I had to pause
And yeah, it's still muthaf*** 'em
Now my game is tight, tight as f*** is my game
Easy muthaf***in e or eric wright it's all the same
Now n****s might trip on how I stash my grip
I gotta have it b****
For the love of this s***
Muthaf***a!
When dough got me thugsta, thuggish ways, down for my crime every time
Follow me down the nine-nine, and you will find all of me kind
Check out the ripsta, now, drop down
Run 'em up outta me hood
Rip's straight when makin' me grip with me click
Rollin' with ruthless, the thug I be
Me put 'em in mud, buck 'em, and pump blood
Got nothing to lose, b****
Ya better respect rip, or ya best check this slug
It's goin' down steady pump and peel rounds, gunnin' with a me gang
Bang, gotta make that money man
It's still the same
Steady runnin' thing wild, and follow me now
While I take you up into a barrel of a gun, see
For the dub you're done
For the bud, I run, for the love of my money
N**** down for my thug off in this game
So peep as me creep and me crawlin' off on the mission to back in the
Days
When n****s was bailin' with sawed-offs and wanted to get paid
Runnin' to my side, lil' n****, ripsta, both on the mission for money
You give you the cash, oh, that was your a**
Cause me and me n**** was hungry
And b****, if you're stallin' you might just catch one to the temple
And um, bone raw doggin', so n**** just make tha s*** simple and run
To catch one n**** me fill 'em with bullets and dump 'em in rivers
Remember, me killa now
For money, me dig ya six feet in a ditch and get richer
Cause b**** you were slippin'
I'll cut ya, then rip ya, then buck ya down
Stayed rollin' and stealin' makin' a killin'
N**** drug-dealin', needing a million
Hustlin' drugs when the thugs be chillin'
For the money, these n****s be sellin' off in the cut
Where you find a n**** thuggin' off in braids and skullies
And when I stick ya and lick ya, remember
I get 'em up for the love of the money
For the love of money
Yeah, bone in the muthaf***in' house for the nine-quats n****
Yeah, rollin' with ruthless records in this b****
My n****s, Layzie Bone, Bizzy Bone, wish bone, and flesh-n-bone
And I'm that n****, Krayzie Bone, in the muthaf***in' house
Yella went off!
this beat never gets old frfr
Thank you for this wonderful post - allows me to be humbled and driven in EQUAL measure.............bless!
Took the words right out of my mouth 💯 it's something about this one right here 😌
I wish Carlos Santana would do the guitar just one time!!!
Maaann what you say, that shit would be muthafucken fy.
Carlos really is that dude tho! #ReaLShyT
I googled everything...is it santana
@@jaystark3907 I think it's was a guitarist named Dolla if what I was told was true, he apparently passed away some years back
Classic beat frm the Snideyz 90's 😎🍺🍻
My favorite joint best instrumentals
Rip jewell
best instrumental ever...BONE
jimmie hendricks played it like no other in the world !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
About time someone put this version on CZcams...big ups to ya
I will sup latest 2022 the 2021 until I die man I miss those days music like this Bone Thugs-N-Harmony yes you do a reunions Pollo PS rest in peace Eazy-E
DOLLA KILLED THIS
Rest in peace Dolla
Forever ; Bone Thugs n Harmony !!! Forever; Bizzy B. Crazy B. Lazy B. Wish. B. Fleshin B. Dope.
Forever; Crazy,Lazy,Bussy,Flesh,Wish # 1 !!!
On my grind 24/7 can't take no shorts or losses. Watch how you flex outside these dudes is hungier than the kids in Africa. You know I gotta keep cash on me daily 365 days I gotta get mine. Ppl hating I just work and continue to stay blessed. I don't want to hear no thugs on tracks unless it's layzie, Krayzie, bizzy, wish, or flesh. They keep it raw and if you slip get back up and conquer. I'm on my grind but some ppl will sell there souls for the love of money.
2020is a bitch . Thinking about them dayz . Rip all my peeps 🙌
slash is just as good look it up
Best guitar solo at the end of a hip hop / rap track EVER!! If you know a better one comment below...
Funky ride outkast
@@youngstud214 Great recall.
Brings back memories. Thanks bro 😎
For love of money... They just showing you what evil will do for that cheese... That's why she's moaning in the background
this is not the fucking instrumental, its mo cheese its on the album, the beat without the guitar is perfect!
Dolll
+marcus ramey Dolla makes it dope
GottaMakeDatMoneyMan!
Real Shit
RIP Eazy E. AKA GOD FATHER OF RAP !!!
GOD FATHER OF GANGSTA RAP
Whatever.
The 🎸 part is so sick
Eazy e
HOOD CLASSIC
Always dug getting two guitars in one cut. Acoustic, then the electric. Got Jesus now, so the love of money doesn't hold the same sway tho!
Blaxicans takin ova!
My Shit Goes Hard NEVER WILL Get Old 💯💯💯
🕊🕊🕊🕊🕊🕊🕊🕊🕊🕊🕊🕊Rip Jewell🥃🕶💙🙏
2:11 enough said
💯💯💯💯
I wish they would've never put ol' girl moaning in the background because when you're jamming to this at work, you have to turn it down every time that crap comes on.
Jay Brown hahaha
Jay Brown lmaoo facts
LOL
AHAAHAHAAHAH this is so true!
Jay Brown omg legit I was listening to the whole creeping on ah come up album on my Xbox while I was laying down on my phone and that part came on and it was so fucking embarrassing
ol girl been feeling that shit. Right
I use to dance to this
Who thumb down this? Weirdo..
thumbs down = bitches
Real shit
I thumbs down for the moaning. Ruined an otherwise solid instrumental to blast without offending neighbors who have kids playing outside.
@@thatdude5328 I bet you're amazing at parties
I don't remember the meaning in there at all. So I have to agree with you that it messed up a really nice instrumental.
Smooth
Who is playing the guitar
It’s the guitar 🎸 for me.
@K3rm1tth3fr06 Well most people don't know it's Moe Cheeze..
Oh men Ist good
Grunt 33
EGYPTIAN CURRENCY ENTERED THE CHAT.❤️🌏👑😘😇😁🐧🍾🍾🍾🍾🍾🐅⚽🥕☀️🤗💖🖋️⚽🌍
de qual musica tiraram esse sampler ?
Genial la guitarra
I always suspected if this was originally an unused beat for a NWA song? It sounds so NWA
serving 5 s 10s and 20s , I wanna drive a bently , or a benz , fishtail n the cuts wit my friends , hit 7 11 in lincon village
and yes jimmie was a blackman !!!!!!!!!!!!!
It's "Jimi", and this ain't him.
@@Cod3Thr33 I NEVA SAID THIS WAS HIM SMART GUY
So you just randomly mention Jimi in the comments of a song that features guitar, but you know this isn’t him... Cool story bro.
2021
Who still playing this in 2021? 👆🏿
"Moe Cheese" yes it's For the Luv of $ beat (but its not the instrumental)
Bro can I use this for the mixtape?
😮
get this guitar off my shit
I'm given uo love to the hustlas
All them st.clair thugstas makin' that money stayin' on your feet
And you better believe gotta have that cheese
For the green leaves, never catch me sleep
Stay on the grind, get mine
Stayin' down for mine crime, and I hit up the nine-nine
Givin' up that llelo, makin' me sale, twenties nickles and dimes
Beat up and stick up a lick up, that two-eleven
Gotta get what's mine, then bailin'
Me kickin' up dust, I'm trailin
Feelin one-eight-seven
That's how it is, and I gotsta have it in the nine-quat
Mission to check a mill and still be real
Thuggin' on the glock-glock, creepin on a come up
Won't sleep till I'm done up
Gotta blaze me blunt up, hunt up another plot and scheme
Gotta make some green, cause soldiers nut up, what up?
Gotta get that business on, even though the buddah run me, stun me
Feelin' lovely, but I'm just in it for he love of the money
Standin' on the corner straight slangin' rocks
Aw ahit! here comes the muthaf***in' cops!
So I dash, I ducks, and I hides behind a tree
Makin' sure the muthaf***as don't see me
Now my fat sack of rocks hell yeah I stuffed 'em
Police on my draws, I had to pause
And yeah, it's still muthaf*** 'em
Now my game is tight, tight as f*** is my game
Easy muthaf***in e or eric wright it's all the same
Now n****s might trip on how I stash my grip
I gotta have it b****
For the love of this s***
Muthaf***a!
come on people put the official up already & quit busting my balls! if you have the album then you already have this.
The neighbor thought I was watching porn
No bom português; ... Esse song é do CARALHOOOO!!!
if you don't know him, thats a huge shame. best rapper to ever spit on this beat. just search Dolla - Love of Money.
also go RipDolla.net and know one of the best rappers to ever exist
4/13/2022
This the one.
Not the 2
Uneek it wss a sample or not
Foe the love of money
Gotta make that money man
It's still the same now
Gotta make that money man
It's still the same now
Gotta make that money man
It's still the same now
Gotta make that money man
It's still the same now
Gotta get on the grind
Pop in the clip of my nine
And bitch if you slip
You hit the chalk and fall in the night time
Gotta get mine
Ain't taking no shorts or no losses
Hop on the phone
Callin' my nigga sin at home
Polishin' that MAC-10 chrome
Gotta a lick so bring yo shit
'Cause once again it's on
To the dome with a fifth of burb
We wig to the curb so we swerve
And rolled out to pick up the triple six thug
And follow the murder for robbin the dooehouse
Smoke jump outta me bong
So high, now comin' to slay with four grenades and a gauge
I'm a play, watch all 'em fall in the grave and lay
Pullin' in the driveway, wish spotted the place and quickly rolled up
Bulldozed through the living room
Hopped out of the car and started to blow up
Buck, Buck, and a kaboom
Me blew all them bodies all over the room
Them doomed
And gotta move fast, why?
The po-po's comin'
Snatch up me yummy
So nigga don't think it's funny
I'm comin' up quick in the nine-quat
'Cause flesh be lovin' this money
I'm given you love to the hustlers
All them St.Clair thugstas makin' that money stayin' on your feet
And you better believe gotta have that cheese
For the green leaves, never catch me sleep
Stay on the grind, get mine
Stayin' down for mine crime, and I hit up the nine-nine
Givin' up that llelo, makin' me sale, twenties nickles and dimes
Beat up and stick up a lick up, that two-eleven
Gotta get what's mine, then bailin'
Me kickin' up dust, I'm trailin
Feeling one-eight-seven
That's how it is, and I gotsta have it in the nine-quat
Mission to check a mill and still be real
Thuggin' on the glock-glock, creeping on a come up
Won't sleep till I'm done up
Gotta blaze me blunt up, hunt up another plot and scheme
Gotta make some green, cause soldiers nut up, what up?
Gotta get that business on, even though the Buddha run me, stun me
Feelin' lovely, but I'm just in it for he love of the money
Foe the love of money
Gotta make that money man
It's still the same now
Gotta make that money man
It's still the same now
Gotta make that money man
It's still the same now
Gotta make that money man
It's still the same now
Standin' on the corner straight slangin' rocks
Aw ahit! Here comes the muthafuckin' cops!
So I dash, I ducks, and I hides behind a tree
Makin' sure the motherfuckers don't see me
Now my fat sack of rocks hell yeah I stuffed 'em
Police on my draws, I had to pause
And yeah, it's still muthafuck 'em
Now my game is tight, tight as fuck is my game
Easy motherfucking E or Eric Wright it's all the same
Now niggas might trip on how I stacks my grip
I gotta have it bitch
For the love of this shit
MOTHERFUCKER!!
Foe the love of money
Gotta make that money man
It's still the same now
Gotta make that money man
It's still the same now
Gotta make that money man
It's still the same now
Gotta make that money man
It's still the same now
When dough got me thugsta, thuggish ways, down for my crime everytime
Follow me down the nine-nine, and you will find all of me kind
Check out the ripsta, now, drop down
Run 'em up outta me hood
Rip's straight when makin' me grip with me click
Rollin' with Ruthless, the thug I be
Me put 'em in mud, buck 'em, and pump blood
Got nothing to lose, bitch
You better respect rip, or you best check this slug
It's goin' down steady pump and peel rounds, gunnin' with a me gang
Bang, gotta make that money man
It's still the same
Steady runnin' thing wild, and follow me now
While I take you up into a barrel of a gun, see
For the dub you're done
For the bud, I run, for the love of my money
Nigga down for my thug off in this game
So peep as me creep and me crawlin' off on the mission to back in the days
When niggas was bailin' with sawed-offs and wanted to get paid
Runnin' to my side, little' nigga, Ripsta, both on the mission for money
You give you the cash, oh, that was your ass
'Cause me and me nigga was Hungary
And bitch, if you're stallin' you might just catch one to the temple
And um, Bone raw doggin', so nigga just make the shit simple and run
To catch one nigga me fill 'em with bullets and dump 'em in rivers
Remember, me killer now
For money, me dig you six feet in a ditch and get richer
'Cause bitch you were slippin'
I'll cut you, then rip you, then buck you down
Stayed rodin' and stealin' makin' a killin'
Nigga drugdealin', needin a million
Hustlin' drugs when the thugs be chillin'
For the money, these niggas be sellin' off in the cut
Where you find a nigga thuggin' off in braids and skullies
And when I stick you and lick you, remember
I get 'em up for the love of the money
For the love of money
Yeah, Bone in the muthafuckin' house for the nine-quats nigga
Yeah, rollin' with Ruthless records in this bitch
My niggas, Layzie Bone, Bizzy Bine, Wish Bone, And Flesh-n-Bone
And I'm that nigga, Krayzie Bone, in the muthafuckin' house
Is that Stan The Man on guitar?
This is a loop at the end...
grunt 33
The Best Part is The Guitar
I realize I should make wise choices,but it's pretty hard cause all I hear is voices,you should make a good decision,but before you do you gotta envision,the thoughts so it won't cause a collision,or any type of precision,so listen and open your ears,fuck the people that got you shedding tears,and all you've done is think about it for years,all you gotta do is face your fears,I know because I've been in this position,that you've been wishing,to beat the bitch in a competition,people said I couldn't spit a rhyme,but know they get fried one at a time,ha thinking y'all could fuck up what I desire,yeah I just put you in a pit of fire,and y'all bitches say y'all the king of my empire,Ima kick yo ass like a punt,cunt,yeah I'm going out on a hunt,you runt,look where I am now spitting a lyric,y'all fear it,it's legit I'm spittin,everything that's written,ha I can't be stopped,even if you tried you'd just get dropped,I'm just rippin,when y'all people gon stop lippin,y'all trippin,if I said your name,it'd be a damn shame,that you came,you should've just kept shit the same,
nice kick check it
yea i got young honeys
that sell me drug money
aint nothin funny
hardcore like Gunny
boys intervene leave they necks runny
it dont matter the time crime
down for mine everytime
i pull the nine flat line
or machete
chop ya up like spaghetti
thwy wasnt ready
for yosef coming most of
rhe lyric so funky foggy
ya clear it periods
they cab see me drug slangin
mute those who lippin
tippin on my qs in case of set trippin
load them clips in
call a few of my partners
or disciples in
after couple shots of hen and gin
we put an end to sin and then
theyll remeber
the yosef cold as the december
month pull stunts
stay skunked and drunked
almost dunk
my mind into a pit of hell
my story neva fails
if ya crosss ill still prevail
living well
lookin for ghost to
come out they shell
ya cant bail im on ya trail
sell yeyo
cuz be fienin for yummy
crummy
for the love of that moneyyy!!!!
jacob orozco Filthy Frank was right
midwest trap
Was there not an 80s version. Same females?.
1:30 - 1:57 Woman having sex AND 3:07 - 3:34 Woman having sex (reprise)
I want the normal instrument not this one someone give it to me
who?
moe cheese
grunt 33 fume des blunts dans l'noir
They could have did a better job with this one.
Thank you for your "Like" sign Meech :)
Is there a version without that super wack guitar?
The moaning ruined the beat