1st Of Tha Month Lyrics

1st Of Tha Month

Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up. It's the first of the month,
so
get up, get up, get up, get up, get up, cash your checks and come
on.

Krayzie:
Hey, my niggas, we havin' a wonderful day, and I won't
front with ya. Why? 'Cause it's the first of the month. And now I
be
smokin', chokin', rollin' blunts, and sippin' on forty ounces, thuggin',
come, come, we got the blunts and rum. From jumpin' all
night, we high. Hit
up the block to where? East 99. I get with my nigga to get me some llello.
Double up, nigga, what you
need? We got weed to get P.O.D.'ded. Fiend for
the green leaves. Give it up, it's the first for sure. Better lay low, 'cause
the
po-po creep when they roll, so [oh, no] break. If you can't get away,
better toss that llello, keep your bankroll. Yeah, we
havin' a celebration.
Love to stay high, and ya better believe when it's time to grind, I'm down for
mine, crime after crime. Fin
to creep to the pad 'cause mom's got the grub
on the grill. If we got the food, you know it's the first of the month, and
my
nigga, we chills for real.

Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up,
wake up, it's the first of the month,
so get up, get up, get up, get up, get
up, cash your checks and come on.

Bizzy:
Wake up, and I see that my
sister was already dressed. She said, "I'm gonna run and go get my stamps.
Watch and make
sure no one snatches my check." Nigga, that's the mailman.
Sort through the mail, and put it up in-a me pocket. Then I be
hittin' the
ninety-nine to get me a dub for forty duckets. But ain't no bucket, ride that
RiTA, hop on the ten to the Clair, ready
to get 'em up with-a me thugs, and
I cash that dub. Man, I gotta get there. Playa-playa, holla, holla, St.Clair
got much to offer,
whether it be weed on 93 or off on the Glock-glock for
some dollars, so get a bag of dope and a quarter roll, oh. Most all of
my
niggas got the same, and we gonna roll it all up to smoke it. Hittin' that
reefer, hydro. Been known to cut, so fuck them
po-po. Toss all that llello,
then roll with the chrome to say mo. Runnin' through the alley, (and in to my
way), hop on the
second to sundown. Nose run from January on down to
December, I'm lovin' the first of the month.

Wake up, wake up, wake up,
wake up, wake up, it's the first of the month,
so get up, get up, get up,
get up, get up, cash your checks and come on.

Wish:
It's the first of
the month. Gotta grind, gotta get mine in the hood that I claim, and I slang on
the double nine. Now to find them
dubs, gonna get a forty. Can a thug get
love? What's up? Try to slang on my corner, nigga, you's a goner. St. Clair
niggas
don't like that. And sellin' them dummies, makin' that money, come
back, nigga, get pap pap. From the first to the fifteenth
niggas smoke
plenty weed, but I gotta save, gotta come up. Put my rocks in the cut. When I
get high, nigga, blaze that blunt.
Time to roll to the pad, count out my
profits, and add it to the stash. Gotta watch my back, see, for niggas that's
tryin' to rob
me, fool, but never no shorts or no losses, dumpin', keepin'
these niggas up off me. See, gotta serve the whole block, spend a
couple
bills, thugs smoke a lot of weed on the first [the first].

Wake up, wake
up, wake up, wake up, wake up, it's the first of the month,
to get up, get
up, get up, get up, get up, so cash your checks and come
on.

Layzie:
Wakin' up feelin' buzzed off early in the morning,
stretchin', I'm yawnin', lightweight bent, chug-a-lug-a, take a fifth to the
dome,
'cause then I can kick it with my trues. But it is the first, so I'm
gettin' me hustle on. Hop on the phone, callin' up Krayzie
Bone, "Wanna
know, did you're O.G. check come?"
[Krayzie: "She put me down."]
"I'm a
hop on the bus with Biz."
[Krayzie: "You know, let's get drunk."]
And I'm
comin' with blunt after blunt of this skunk--nigga, T, just put me down. Oh,
God, how I love when the first come
around, now, me freakin' me black and
milds. Head across town, 'cause nigga the first get celebrated. Rushin' to the
block,
'cause I wanna get faded. Lookin' all wild, 'cause I'm need me hair
braided. We heavy off into this game. True to the first, just
call me that
pro slang: them nickels and dimes, the twenties, the fifties. The first be the
day for the dopeman slangin' that
cocaine, fool, and I'm workin' late
tonight. And all them fiends be lovin' them thugs, 'cause I got them rocks for
them pipes.
Come, come up with them ends. I gotta get paid on the first,
gotta blaze up me spliff. You're live with the Bone thugs, Poetic
Hustla'z,
and the Graveyard Shift on the first.

Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake
up, wake up, it's the first of the month,
to get up, get up, get up, get up,
get up, so cash your checks and come on.