Текст песни King T f Dr. Dre - Thy Kingdom Come
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[ King T ]I never wanted to work for muthafuckas That told me what to do, so I did my own thingSometimes shit got thick, but I made it throughNow I`m stackin chips everytime the phone ringI`m in a world of liars and carnivoresCaught between fires, dope dealin suppliersBut I must maintain, think on a level much higherThis shit ain`t worth a 25 to liferPeople always askin me how I made it in this tradePapparazzi got my biz front pageWell, all I gotta say is it`s a good livin`Beside cars and women this shit gets the bills paid[ CHORUS ](People of the world, what we`re livin for?)That money (money) fast money (money) yeah(People of the world, what we`re dyin for?)That money (money) fast money (money) yeah(Everybody`s goin crazy for)That money (money) fast money (money) yeah(Fuckin with your head, I can get some of yo)Money (money) cash money (money) yeah[ Dr. Dre ]How many niggas can say they got they ownGot they shit together, got a a nice stash to do whateverAh, you`re sittin at home, hatin on the next manThat`s makin cheddar, tryin to get his shit togetherI dreamed of hittin licks when I first got in the mixWay back when DJ`s was heavy in the crates for breaksAnd ain`t a damn thing changed But me movin out the firin range to a plushed out estateSmall technicalities y`all heard for yearsNiggas with the problems always out to battle meBut I gets my swerve on, don`t give a fuckIt`s just a nigga talkin shit about his bullshit salary[ CHORUS ][ King T ]Since talk is extra it`s cut short like Webster`sShow me the money or invest thisI`m street smart, fuck a lectureMessin with mine`ll get you put on a stretcherLock your jaw like a pitbull apply the pressureStraight bout it, buildin ideas with self-made millionairesTo get the dancefloors crowdedHah, how`s that black, limousine pull up on the sceneLadies clean, deja-vu`s of a wet dreamI got enough cream to cater womenFor any chick that can fade me more than HennyPlus the remedy to make that hard shitAt the end of each quarter I`m reapin the largeset harvestIf I ain`t in L.A. sippin AlizйPlottin how to make a meal ticket in a dayAll I gotta say it`s a good livinBesides cars and women this shit gets the bills paid[ CHORUS 2X ]The root of all evilAnd I got a gang of that shitWhaaaat!(Money makes the world go roundMoney makes the world go round)