Versuri - d - DMX - Money, cash, hoes

			
			

[Jay-Z:]

Turn the lights all the way 
Turn the lights all the way down 
What Uhhuh Yeah 
(Uhh) 
Come on 
Big flow 
(GGRRRRRR) Come on yeah come on 

Yo Yo J-A-Y, I flow sick 
Fuck all y'all haters blow dick 
I spits the game for those that throw bricks 
Money cash hoes money cash chicks what 
Sex murder and mayhem romance for the street 
Only wife of mines is a life of crime 
And since, life's a bitch in mini-skirts and big
chests 
How can I not flirt with death 
That's life's a nigga, long as life prevent us 
We gonna send a lot and pray to Christ forgive us

Fuck it 
Ice the wrists and raise the price on these niggaz

Y'all cant floss on my level 
I'll invite you all to get wit us if ya ball is
glitter 
When I go all the harlem playaz wall my picture 
If you get close enough you can read the scripture

It reads money cash hoes how real was that nigga
what