money, hoes, cars and clothes, thats how all my niggas know
blowin dro, 24, thats how all my niggas roll
money, hoes, cars and clothes, thats how all my niggas know
blowin dro, 24, thats how all my niggas roll

[T.I.]
in a drop top chevy with the roof wide open
my partners looking at me to see if my eyes open
cause I've been drank, and I've been smoke
flying down 285 but I'm focused
its a four fifty four, where it says I raise comotion
white leather seats, as fresh as air forces
doing bout a hundred but the track still bumping
number 8 on nwa straight out of compton
pull up at your apartment sitting on 24s
and the dope boys, saying the kids running in
the clicks start dealing and the broads start choosing
and the cars been parked but the rims keep moving
sign pictures by the hundred, to the youngins in the hood
cause I ain't hollywood, I come from the hood
I'm use to it, if your rear view shaking and your seats vibrating
24 inch jays got the chevrolet shaking

[Chorus]
money, hoes, cars and clothes, thats how all my niggas know
blowin dro, 24s, thats how all my niggas roll
money, hoes, cars and clothes, thats how all my niggas know
blowin dro, 24, thats how all my niggas roll

[T.I.]
I'll make a mill and I'm satisfied, I'll get the rest
at the age of seventeen, entertaing the rides, I want the best
I refuse to get a 9 to 5, I'm a flip my keys
been paying my dues since 89, trying to get my cheese
diamonds gleam when I'm on the scene, they know its me
aint no dream or no fantasy its T I P
brought busting, like a baby do a blanket
5 karats on my motherfucking pinkie, half of hennessy and belevedere
what we dranking, pimps send for broads
what the hell you niggas thinkin, yall niggas spend a weekend in the
islands in the fall, 24 inch rim shining when I'm riding cause I'm ballin
I'm calling out shots like a pool shark
my tools spark, when I fool yall, yall fools hard in the wrong place
and the wrong time, I got a strong mind
to grab my dro nine, and shoot at your ass for a longtime
but I'm a get that ass, all dog, fuck around with the click
get shot like a dick with a stick, cause yall lost
cause I'm a ball at all costs, spit game at a dame, look around at
this thang til she falls off

[Chorus]
money, hoes, cars and clothes, thats how all my niggas know
blowin dro, 24, thats how all my niggas roll
money, hoes, cars and clothes, thats how all my niggas know
blowin dro, 24, thats how all my niggas roll

[T.I.]
I'm not boucing little shorty, I'm relaxing right now
I probably still be trappin if I wasnt rapping right now
bragging about pistols at the house, guess whos strapped right now
keep a talking I'm a lay you on your back right now
wanta act right now, get smacked right now, I'm a bankhead motherfucka
I dont know to backdown, clown down talking
to your friends, talking about what you making
I'm 21 in 10 deep, that shit to me ain't nothing , getting played by
the niggas getting head, for the change, my lead wanta spray
and your dead with decay, they ain't ready for the raid
pay heavy for the yay, tell my class to kiss my ass, I make a 11 everyday

(54th Platoon sample)
money, rolls, cars and clothes, thats how all my niggas know
blowin dro, 24, thats how all my niggas roll
money, rolls, cars and clothes, thats how all my niggas know
blowin dro, 24, thats how all my niggas roll

[Young Buck:]
Young Buck, Lil Flip, David Banner c'mon
G-Unit In This Bitch, G-Unit In This Bitch

The Dirty, Dirty
Show 'Em How The South Do
Gold Grills, Coupe' Devilles Sittin On 22's
The Dirty, Dirty Baby
Show 'Em How The South Do
We Pop Pills, Shoot To Kill, You Know What We 'Bout
And On Behalf Of G-Unit, Welcome To The South

Working This Wood Wheel, Ya'll Don't Know How Good It Feel
Just Come To Cashville, Ya'll Gon See How Hood It Is
We In The Projects, Cookin' Chikens In The Kitchen
We Goto Prison, But Get Out And Go Back To Get In It
Your Hood Ain't No Harder Than Mine, Bitch, We All Thuggin'
We Fight In Clubs, Hit The Parkin Lot, And Start Bustin'
I Know I'm Country, I Cant Help It I'm From Tennessee
I'm Throwin' Up This Hennisey, And Blowin Up My Enemies
Ya'll Niggas Remember Me? Not Because The Bird's Tennekee
But Young Buck Been A G', I Give A Fuck Who You Be Boy
I Want In On Everything, A Dime Bag, If So Come See Me For It
To Be A Star, All You Need Is A Pyrex Jar
Some Soldiers, And Some Baking Soda, You Can Buy That Car

Gold Grills, Coupe' Devilles Sittin On 22's
The Dirty, Dirty Baby
Show 'Em How The South Do
We Pop Pills, Shoot To Kill, You Know What We 'Bout
And On Behalf Of G-Unit, Welcome To The South

[David Banner:]
I Swear On The Soul's Of Our Dead Cousin's
I Ain't Fuckin, Man I'm Commin Ak 40's Bustin',
7's And Mack 11's
I Told 'Em All I Ain't No Hoe
But Niggas Don't Listen Till You Kick A Nigga,
Smack Him With That Callico
I'm Tryin To Stay In Gods Plan
But I Hadta Show These Faggots That Your Fuckin With A Man, Ya Bitch!
I Left Them Niggas Needin'Path
And Ya'll Probly Won't Live To See This Weekend,
Gotta Go, Gotta Go, FUckin Mash Out
I Hit The Dro' A Lil More And Then I Pass Out
Crashin' The H2, Bitches I Hate You
Now U Keep Talkin Shit, I Kidnap And Ducktape You
Let Them Faggots Rape You
Then It's Back To Mississippi, If Ya Boys Want Revenge
Tell Them Bitches Come And Get Me
Cuz I Was Born In This Bitch To Die
I'm In Queens, In Your 'Lac, With Your Bitch, Gettin' High

[Young Buck:]
Gold Grills, Coupe' Devilles Sittin On 22's
The Dirty, Dirty Baby
Show 'Em How The South Do
We Pop Pills, Shoot To Kill, You Know What We 'Bout
And On Behalf Of G-Unit, Welcome To The South

[Lil Flip:]
I'm The King, It Ain't No Mystery, So Fuck Ya'll Niggas Dissin' Me
I'm Goin' Down In History, I'm Leavin' With A Victory
Yo' Baby Momma Kissin' Me, Talkin' 'Bout She Missin' Me
Since I'm A Star, When I Hit The Door, They Never Friskin' Me
Cuz I Pack A Pack A Pound, Just Ask Around, Like 50 "I'll Back You Down"
Run To Ya' Crib And Snach Ya' Pounds, Everybody On The Ground
You Know My Niggas Hold Me Down, What Goes Around Comes Around
I Represent H-Town, Still Run The Underground
With Bricks On The Greyhound, Spree's On My Escalade
I'm Glad I Made It Out The Game, It Gotta Be A Better Way
Now We Gettin' Cheeda', Now We On Another Level
It's Clover G And G-Unit, Young Buck, Shut 'Em Down

[Young Buck:]
Gold Grills, Coupe' Devilles Sittin On 22's
The Dirty, Dirty Baby
Show 'Em How The South Do
We Pop Pills, Shoot To Kill, You Know What We 'Bout
And On Behalf Of G-Unit, Welcome To The South
Gold Grills, Coupe' Devilles Sittin On 22's
The Dirty, Dirty Baby
Show 'Em How The South Do
We Pop Pills, Shoot To Kill, You Know What We 'Bout
And On Behalf Of G-Unit, Welcome To The South