[Bun B] Now if you got it on yo mind I can get it off your chest Take it out yo mouth and I'm gon' take care of the rest No stress, just do-do, when I'm jumpin' out the 4-door Smoke 'll hit you like judo when you walk up to the yuko When I let the top down, sippin lean still ballin' TV's in the visors so the screens still fallin' Niggaz grab hustlin' I ain't finna break my neck I make some paper off this flow, but I got rich off respect Ask anybody who know me about my seeds Westside 9th street, I came up amongst the G's Crack game in 88, it took over shit I was there I stood on southern through texas and got my share And my nina on my waist, dope up in my jaw One eye for them fiends, one eye for that law Niggaz crooks as niggaz soft, so my rep is hard as steel Big Bun muthafucka, representin' for the trill
[Chorus - Chamillionaire] If you haters you gon' like us If you like us you gon' hate us But, one thing you can say is we some serious paper chasers 'cause, friends turn to haters And, some turn to traitors But my money never changes (mhum) So in Money We Trust (repeat)
[Chamillionaire] When white America stares at the pair of eyes in a colred face Can they see why he love to chase Green fetti in a gutta place He grew up so he love the taste For diniro's he's a disgrace Denies that he's tellin' a lie lookin' right in his mother's face Can't reside, in his brother's 'states But out ridin' on dub's he take What's hidin' above his waist, and go ride out some other fake He's claimin' that he's real, but when he's not on that camera Hed rather give stuff to these hoes, like he's copyin' Santa When he's not on that camera, he's talkin' like he Pac with his grammar But he will not cock or pop the top of his hammer Money's the reason why rich people get red-dots on they flannels While bank-tellers gotta get down on the floor like Dave Banner Go ta spot in that 'Bama, and also got a spot in that channel Few people know I got a spot to stash that knot in Atlanta Don't trust the chick I with, she fine and mixed with another race But I keep the combination to my safe in a safe in another place
[Chorus - Chamillionaire] If you haters you gon' like us If you like us you gon' hate us But, one thing you can say is we some serious paper chasers 'cause, friends turn to haters And, some turn to traitors But my money never changes (mhum) So in Money We Trust (repeat)
[Slim Thug] A lot of folks say when Slim got a lil change he changed I ain't gon' lie yeah I changed, but it was for the better mayne When I was broke ain't have to worry bout gold-diggin' hoes When I was broke I ain't have to worry bout jackers tryin' to get my dough Haters bustin' the .44's, 'cause I'm stickin' they chicks I got a lot of best friends quick, when they heard I was rich And them niggaz I used to ride with, stack cash, get high with Is the same niggaz on my side, them the same niggaz I'ma die with Some friends turn foes, and some men turn hoes But that's how the shit goes, when you ain't broke no more Money the root of all evil, it could help or hurt people You can't live without it so it tend to turn good guys evil A lot of folks love money, more then they love theyself I rather be dead then broke takin' death chances for wealth I know niggaz 'll kill you for scrilla and won't think twice to bust Yo life ain't worth shit to us, (mhum) IN MONEY WE TRUST!
[Chorus - Chamillionaire] If you haters you gon' like us If you like us you gon' hate us But, one thing you can say is we some serious paper chasers 'cause, friends turn to haters And, some turn to traitors But my money never changes (mhum) So in Money We Trust (repeat)
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Copy to Clipboard: [Bun B] Now if you got it on yo mind I can get it off your chest Take it out yo mouth and I'm gon' take care of the rest No stress, just do-do, when I'm jumpin' out the 4-door Smoke 'll hit you like judo when you walk up to the yuko When I let the top down, sippin lean still ballin' TV's in the visors so the screens still fallin' Niggaz grab hustlin' I ain't finna break my neck I make some paper off this flow, but I got rich off respect Ask anybody who know me about my seeds Westside 9th street, I came up amongst the G's Crack game in 88, it took over shit I was there I stood on southern through texas and got my share And my nina on my waist, dope up in my jaw One eye for them fiends, one eye for that law Niggaz crooks as niggaz soft, so my rep is hard as steel Big Bun muthafucka, representin' for the trill
[Chorus - Chamillionaire] If you haters you gon' like us If you like us you gon' hate us But, one thing you can say is we some serious paper chasers 'cause, friends turn to haters And, some turn to traitors But my money never changes (mhum) So in Money We Trust (repeat)
[Chamillionaire] When white America stares at the pair of eyes in a colred face Can they see why he love to chase Green fetti in a gutta place He grew up so he love the taste For diniro's he's a disgrace Denies that he's tellin' a lie lookin' right in his mother's face Can't reside, in his brother's 'states But out ridin' on dub's he take What's hidin' above his waist, and go ride out some other fake He's claimin' that he's real, but when he's not on that camera Hed rather give stuff to these hoes, like he's copyin' Santa When he's not on that camera, he's talkin' like he Pac with his grammar But he will not cock or pop the top of his hammer Money's the reason why rich people get red-dots on they flannels While bank-tellers gotta get down on the floor like Dave Banner Go ta spot in that 'Bama, and also got a spot in that channel Few people know I got a spot to stash that knot in Atlanta Don't trust the chick I with, she fine and mixed with another race But I keep the combination to my safe in a safe in another place
[Chorus - Chamillionaire] If you haters you gon' like us If you like us you gon' hate us But, one thing you can say is we some serious paper chasers 'cause, friends turn to haters And, some turn to traitors But my money never changes (mhum) So in Money We Trust (repeat)
[Slim Thug] A lot of folks say when Slim got a lil change he changed I ain't gon' lie yeah I changed, but it was for the better mayne When I was broke ain't have to worry bout gold-diggin' hoes When I was broke I ain't have to worry bout jackers tryin' to get my dough Haters bustin' the .44's, 'cause I'm stickin' they chicks I got a lot of best friends quick, when they heard I was rich And them niggaz I used to ride with, stack cash, get high with Is the same niggaz on my side, them the same niggaz I'ma die with Some friends turn foes, and some men turn hoes But that's how the shit goes, when you ain't broke no more Money the root of all evil, it could help or hurt people You can't live without it so it tend to turn good guys evil A lot of folks love money, more then they love theyself I rather be dead then broke takin' death chances for wealth I know niggaz 'll kill you for scrilla and won't think twice to bust Yo life ain't worth shit to us, (mhum) IN MONEY WE TRUST!
[Chorus - Chamillionaire] If you haters you gon' like us If you like us you gon' hate us But, one thing you can say is we some serious paper chasers 'cause, friends turn to haters And, some turn to traitors But my money never changes (mhum) So in Money We Trust (repeat)
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