Текст (слова) песни: The B.U.M.S. (Brothas Unda Madness) - 6 Figures And Up

 
"Money money money money, c`mon y`all.." -- repeat 4X 
 
[D-Wyze] 
Wait a minute I got you, now let D-Wyze rock you 
At a party all night, I make the bitches go crazy right 
I got the rhymes to make the niggaz roll up the blunts - tight 
You can`t hit what you can`t see 
It`s me - D the barber, MC 
Hard hittin to represent the hell where I`m from 
I get live like a forty-five pumpin straight out Oakland 
I`m nasty - like snot check the fifty-fifth block 
Where all around the city, every kid got a glock 
But tell me shorty, sittin on the porch with a 40 
I gotta find a way to make the money (bang - money) 
A fast lick, and I gotta do the shit quick 
Call up my nucca DJ, the latin Joe Quixx 
So tell me brother - I need six figures and up 
I`ve been workin nine to five, and I`m shit outta luck 
My wife is gonna leave me cause my pockets ain`t fat 
I never break myself for a bitch again so FUCK THAT 
.. it`s time to go for self, no frontin 
There`s no cash in my register, and my shop is always open 
Linked up with Sway back in 1988 
Ninety-four I`m Under Madness and I just can`t wait, so uhh 
Tie up your Timb boots, and rustle up a few troops 
All City`s got flavor and yes, I`m the bad scoop 
for ME, D-Wyze the habitual liar 
If my records don`t sell, my crew`ll set me on fire 
I need six figures and up.. 
 
[Chorus] 
"Money money money money, c`mon y`all.." -- repeat 7X 
"I get money - money I got" -- Audio Two 
 
[E-Vocalist] 
Whether East or Westbound when I step through your town 
Like sixteen ounces I get a pound 
Niggaz know I`m down and don`t fuck around plus I 
carry the sound, like feces in a baby`s diaper 
Packin weed inside of my harris(?) tweed sniper 
I`m the type of, nigga that`s determined 
For the cash, turn my ass green like Erick Sermon 
I take cash out to play at a church sermon 
Eyes burnin, cause I`m up on tour 
I need dough for the show, and ten percent off the door 
Before; steppin to hoes was a gamble 
Now I got cash they wanna talk like Tevin Campbell 
I got game like Payton, at Lambeaux 
Break like eggs and I`ll leave your brains scrambled 
The don, layin your girl like a futon 
Tossed her like a salad then squashed it like a cruton 
Only my folks respond when I male bond 
And duck-ass niggaz, waddle back to your pond 
Sway provides the shot like a pump 
Ninety-four`s my year to come up like Donald Trump 
 
[Chorus] 
 
[D-Wyze] 
Now that we`re pumpin six figures and up 
A lot of suckers always front that we made it by luck, but listen 
Every rapper got the spunk when it comes for the 
.. "money money money money, c`mon y`all" - it`s true 
The Brothas from the All City group 
Priority`s the label, that keeps my pockets stable 
Now, D-Wyze the mic stalker 
I`m in control of my goal so I`ll, skip the barber 
I`ll, save it, put it in my pocket for later 
Daps if you`re my troop maybe I`ll fade that ass later 
but still, I gotta have the top dollar bill or buck 
I need six figures and up 
 
[E-Vocalist] 
Not two, not three, not four, not five 
Six figures and up, is what I need to survive 
Never hung with a crew, cause niggaz change like ya climate 
Spent most of my time in solitary, confinement 
Back in eighty-nine I wrote rhymes on the down low 
Now I feel verbal to heat the world like Chernobyl 
Niggaz know my name throughout the universe 
I bust rhymes like a nine to watch your whole crew disperse 
As my name blooms it`s safe to assume 
I`m in the back room, puffin on blunts like a vacumn 
Consume, the boom puts my mind in tune 
and pretty soon, niggaz on my nuts like Fruit of the Loom 
This is to whom it may concern 
Mics are burned so the cash that I get is earned 
 
[Chorus] - {*last line echoes out before finishing*}
 

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