One hundred for you, but most of us can't keep it long enough to hear what it saysTwo hundred for you, two hundred for me, three for you, three for me, four for you, four for meI got some change in my pocket, breath of an alcoholic, no jobAnd I'm stressing for a cigarette, time's ticking, my mom's bitching, pop's trippingI'm watching my back, *, slipping, so I keep movingAin't no turning back, I'm too deep in the *, so holla, *, and I relaxStressed out, while other fools are getting stretched outDays are passing, calendars getting next outSame old *, I think I get the pictureBroke as a joke, while the rich are getting richerDon't blame me if I don't get caughtWith nothing to lose, you think I really give a *Dicen que la vida vale nada sin dineroCon dinero y sin dinero hago siempre lo que quieroDicen que la vida vale nada sin dineroCon dinero y sin dinero hago siempre lo que quieroWhy do we do the things we do to make * simple?We're chasing dollars and movesBut even with ten dollars to myselfIt's five for drinks and five for the card game*'s the same as it was when I was youngerBut now I'm pulling strings to keep my kid from hungerDon't wonder, motherfucker, check my referencesYou're gonna find Jackson's my favorite presidentAnd I know hustlers know exactly what I meanWhat you don't make from working doubles off the triple BSo chase your dream, find a scheme and get to itTake it from the one that's sipping hundred dollar fluidDicen que la vida vale nada sin dineroCon dinero y sin dinero hago siempre lo que quieroQuieroDicen que la vida vale nada sin dineroCon dinero y sin dinero hago siempre lo que quieroQuieroI'll chase that money till I fall off a planetI gots to have itI'm a fiend for the greenCause currency's a bad habitAnd everyday I live the same wayWhether I'm broke is a jokeOr cashing fat checks on paydayI never said I got itBetter than the next manBut if I ain't coming upOn to the next planCause money don't make meSo I hustle cause this crooked ass gameIs trying to break meEven my baby's mama doubts meBut what the * would my baby girl do without meSo what, I do my thing in the streetCause the bills keep coming inAnd my daughters gotta eatDicen que la vida vale nada sin dineroCon dinero, sin dineroHago siempre lo que quieroAy HayDicen que la vida vale nada sin dineroAy AyCon dinero, sin dineroHago siempre lo que quieroAy AyDicen que la vida vale nada sin dineroAy AyCon dinero, sin dineroHago siempre lo que quieroQuieroDicen que la vida vale nada sin dineroAy AyAyDicen que la vida vale nada sin dineroUn dinero, sin dinero, hago siempre lo que quieroAy-ay!Dicen que la vida vale nada sin dineroAy-ay!Con dinero, sin dinero, hago siempre lo que quieroAy-ay!Dicen que la vida vale nada sin dineroAy-ay!