[E.D.I] ... All my real niggaz da wait is over Let's go (yeaah) Uh han..!! The real shit u been waitin on is finally back Cheaaah... All da haters, eat a dick man (uh huh) Ya'll already kno... C'mon (C'mon)
[Verse: E.D.I] From the back of everybody's mind And on the tipsy everybody's tongue Ya'll kno wat it is...!!! Getcha gun Just some niggaz with a couple hundred niggaz I'm in slum Dis is where dey left a nigga So we get it out da slum One go got it in your mouth (we get it out your club) All I need is sum fire N dem plastic (in them sum) I'm already on fire Don't pass me no lighta E.D heat it up All I need is a beat like this And then I'm gon eat it up Time taker so we gettin to da chips 22 on da charger but I'm wishin 26 Yea I'm blessed but ma belly want more (more) Makaveli in ma dream sayin "nigga get your doe" (doe) So we grind like there's no tomorrow Da protocol plans bout strategise to rise And know u gon' ball i'm still spendin money We still arise, its all eyez on us I'm wantin million prosy cash bill n livin yeahhh
[Chorus:] I need the Rock A Fella money tell Jigga (WE WANT IN) I need that Cash Money paper tell Baby (WE WANT IN) I need that DTP money tell Luda (WE WANT IN) I need that Grand Hustle gwup tell TIP (WE WANT IN) I need that Corporate Thug doe tell Jeezy (WE WANT IN) I need that Aftermath paper tell Dre (WE WANT IN) We've been patiently waitin' Now is our turn to weigh cash bills to the mo'fuckin need (WE WANT IN)
[Young Noble] One that i chose is few i always do what i'm supposed to do Count on me, down by 3 to always come through When the, pressure is on, the weather is storm Shoot up whole blocks and obstacles they set before us It's time ta fast forward the time the future is now, Hate my flow u bitch still love my style Born weed up in the concrete i'm claiming my spot U gon hav to take my life u wanna take wat i got I was the outlaw before i started to ride with pac Ride around third grade i started to rise with yak Youngin thuggin what's fuckin with us?? Nuthin I refuse to lose and do songs with no substance it's no budget I represent some special..!! Respectful..!! Its the outlawz shit, just a whole another level It's more than just rhyming when your music is timeless Like mine is besides just we outlawz rise... yeah..
(Chorus) I need that Deep set money tell Jimmy (WE WANT IN) I need that Terror Squad paper tell Joe (WE WANT IN) I need that Outcast money tell Boss (WE WANT IN) I need that Dogg House money tell Snoop (WE WANT IN) I need that Sick beat money tell foley (WE WANT IN) I need that Full Surface money tell Swizz (WE WANT IN) We've been patiently waitin, now it's our turn to weigh cash bills to the mo'fuckin need (WE WANT IN)
(Stormey) It's money over bitches My nigga fuck every thang, Every hood, every block Every ghetto with every gang Throw your hood up Keep on grindin, and get paper Love for the real, and death to the fakers On a meal-ticket mission All i see is get more Need a hater shit to leave Nigga havta find dough We get money over (Spendin money over here) Yeah, pac and yak gone but nigga we still here I done seen too many niggaz die to feedin shit And i aint playin what i confessed i die bout this It's God's plan it's our time now its our stand Aint no thug nigga breathin a thug like we can Our fan make no friend till we beleive for this shit 5 minds but we the realist niggaz doin their shit If i can't make money which is like 50, fuck u bitch I mean that shit, i need my split..
(Chorus) I need dat Warner Brother money tell Leo (WE WANT IN) I need