Money & Power Lyrics

Money & Power

[Verse 1]

Struggle til you bubble, hustle til you make your money double

Triple, quadruple, it's crucial out here

Business as usual, we'll shoot you

Pistol whip abuse you, that's what the loot do, killa salute you

The feeling's mutual, a quarter million on the kitchen floor

One nigga breakin down chickens another nigga whippin raw

One half of the click is hittin banks the other half is hittin stores

We gettin more, paper, feds ain't seen no shit like this before

They wanna hit us all and give us all double life

But fuck em, we ride Benz's wit bubble lights and hustle white

And hire Johnny Cochran, quick to fight the double strikes

Any nigga mobbin wit this click must have his hustle right

My dude did ten in the pen and didn't snitch

So we gave him ten bricks to get on his feet again and breathe again

Tossed the keys to a Benz, it's yo shit, he was a made man

Part of a mafia organization who got



[Hook]

Money and the power, money and the power

I'm mobbin wit my niggaz I got money and the power

Money and the power, money and the power

Full of drug dealas and killas who got money and the power

Money and the power, money and the power

No niggaz ever cross us we got money and the power

Money and the power, money and the power

A organization of bosses wit money and the power



[Verse 2]

Get the money first, the power and the hoes come wit it

Push ya powder, puff ya dro, come wit it

Jackas and the police at yo do, come wit it

Come to my dough, I come wit it, the gun split it, you gone get it

And if you got a plan then run wit it, my niggaz done did it

From many mansions to 6 huneds kitted

And kick it wit atleast a hundred bitches

Move a hundred bridnicks with the quickness, that's how we live it

My niggaz get it straight from Guala Mala

Fold over in camouflage helicopters undetected by the stealth bombers

We take trips to the Bahamas with our baby mamas

Then take trips to St. Thomas with our business patnas

Oscar from Phoenix, Arizona got the cheapest, greenest marijauna

Help me sew up each and every corner

My workers sold weed, my other workers sold boy

I'm tryin to flip that new fansome Rolls Royce, oh boy



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[Verse 3]

Go to jail, bail out, go to court, fight the case, beat it

I walk out the court house conceited then repeated, weeded

The cops can't believe it, the block I bleed it, the glock I squeeze it

We plot strategic, pop and leave a nigga paraplegic

Send yo Christmas carols to Jesus

We operated like Pharoahs in Egypt

The double barrel rip yo flesh and bone marrow to pieces

Our thesis take money together, each fellow is even

That means we all eatin, we call meetings

Greetings wit bosses, any losses niggaz catch a hard beating

The mob meetings at the four seasons

Our mission fly them pies down to Chi-Town, N.Y, Detroit and Cleveland

And have them East Coast boys grieving

They sell em for 28, we sell em for 65, me and my boys scheming

The blast the glock at cowards, drop like the towers

Flood the block wit powder, we got the money and the power



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