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[Mack 10]Whassup Cube dog?I got this bitch-ass nigga right hereY`know, fuckin with this tramp-ass bitchPuttin her before the scrill` all the time, yaknowhatI`msayin?Man I got this nigga transcripts, and every-mother-fuckin thangTellin this bitch all my mother-fuckin businessPuttin ass over cash everydayNigga fuck that, this Westside[Ice Cube]Be gone you fuckin peon, got the Don furiousTalkin on the phone got the Federal curiousI`m serious! I don`t give a fuck where he isSnatch him out the factory, bring his ass back to meHow the fuck you think I got the NAME Bossalini? PunkMack God Rap Genie, you can`t see meUp in this game ever since you was a lameY`all train at my school, nigga I ruleYou never make me holla, smokin on a fifteen dollarfrom across the water, watch your daughterShe might catch the Holy Ghost from this rap sermonWhile you vermin smokin Sherman, I`m rollin somethin German, bitchMoney earnin makin mo` money (ching ching)Enemies look so funny, with they clothes bummyDon`t need no honey, that`s rightCause I`m thinkin with my big head, FUCK what my dick said!Chorus: Ice CubeWe puttin cash over ass, each and every dayGo on let the players play.. (the hustlers)(We some money makin motherfuckers.. I know that you love us!)We puttin cash over ass, each and every dayGo on let the players play.. (the hustlers)(We some money makin motherfuckers.. I know that you love us!)[Ice Cube]Now who`s that nigga got these bitches lookin silly? Me!I`m the Big Willie for rilly, the real dillyYou can ask Phillie cause I got a year`s supply (Yup!)You must want to die, don`t get the lyeafter dark up at Griffith Park, shallow gravefor the mark check his heart, the game about to startBig thangs automatic pu-tang (automatic)Keep your mind off them bitches, eyes on your richesIf it twitches give it stitchesIf it jiggles or switches, fuck and take pictures, nowI`m livin in a two-point zone, and I`m still bumpinCall me in the clutch, ain`t lost my touchNigga what? on the microphoneIf I drove it in the video, bitch, I can drive it homeTight as a CorleoneYou got to get your own, baby get on, nowChorus[Ice Cube]Get your ass up and go to work, cause you knowon payday, nigga that shit gon` hurtFuckin with a skirt instead of handlin your biznessRich dude, now you got to make three wishesI`m suspicious, of any motherfucker puttin fuck over finance`Specially fuckin up my plansI`m the boss, I can be latebut you`ll never see her and me, over currencyGivin you the third degree, cause you gottoo many broke bitches and you like bankin for a pennyStop fuckin on them dum-dumsFind one with some ass and some incomeWho wanna win? Who wanna spin?Who wanna make, twenty-five eight? MeIce Cube the great.. pushin rhymes like weightChorus 2XNever put that hoe, in front of that dough niggaFor what? (Never... fuck a bitch nigga)For what? She ain`t gon` love you if you ain`t got no dough fool(Bitch fuckin with me got to be workin, gettin paid yaknahmsayin?)Gotta come up, scrilla scrilla y`all (Never ass over cash nigga)Scrilla scrilla y`all (We greedy)Cha-ching! (She can get some CD`s, push some keys)Cha-ching! (Ha ha ha, make the bitches shake they tit-ties)Cha-ching, cha-ching! (Over my knee)Cha-ching, cha-ching! (Never ass over cash)Never ass over cash

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