I got a plan, a plot, make it hot
We up at the spot, and every day we slaying
Just an everyday thing
Homie, can you hang? I see you claim to bang
Lil' ass G's, it's all about the G's
Need no want to cash, need no stick and move fast
But when you got the stacks, everybody got your back
Joe, Lil' Joe, hittin' for a C-node
And I got the 30 G's for the * that I wrote
Slangin' raps like a sack of bomb, yes
Hittin' model bitches like that freak, Suzy Fresca
You know the time, check my roll
And it's stamped in the back with a crown
Luno Brown, who wanna be the next victim?
We got the system, jackin', stackin'
Feenin' for the fettia
Hit the switch till it's straight
We on a chase, ask Tony G
Still slayin' all about fashion
Cashin', lookin' for some action
And all of us, we on a chase
And all I got on my mind is taxin'
Stackin', packin', move and we blastin'
And all I got on my mind is taxin'
It's all about mashin', cashin', lookin' for some action
And all I got on my mind is taxin'
Stackin', packin', move and we blastin'
Who wanna * with these Mexican assassins?
No surrender, it's all about the legal tender
Port of law offender, never play pretender
Illegal, we lit some misfit
Here to twist it, so you could kiss it goodbye
Stack my dollars high
It's all about the legal tender
If it's my turn to burn, then let the bullets fly
It's Westside for a lot, kill or die
We stay high, lyrical, dope dealer
Track killer, for the squiller
Get the picture, here to hit ya
Here to get ya, one way or another
Us mother mothers, there is no other
Lowest click, money lovers, down for whatever
Sly, sick and clever
And we bringin' the heat, for the new era
In it to win it, * friction
Money addiction, actin' real, never switchin'
Never bitchin', pistol whippin'
It's all about mashin', cashin', lookin' for some action
And all I got on my mind is taxin'
Stack it, pack it, move and we blast it
And all I got on my mind is taxin'
It's all about mashin', cashin', lookin' for some action
And all I got on my mind is taxin'
Stack it, pack it, move and we blast it
Who wanna * with these Mexican assassins?
Check the fizzle, tryin' to get swole
With my homie named Slizzo
Pain, and we deep up in the game
You know the name, N-I-N-O
Killin' the *, killin' the *
Killin' instrumentals
Tone got the bomb, tracks up on
Got the bomb, sax, and it's a shame
Lil' haters try to hate us
Everybody in my clique are stackin' papers
Capone say, be up at the studio about two
And I bet he got a truck full of leaders
So come get down with the young, brown, and gifted
Let's ride high, hit the tie, and get lifted
See I break fools down
Forty pounds, marijuana hound
I be searchin' for what can't be found
Snatchin' up your stash, cash
And I'm gone with your jewels and riches
Ain't no love for tricks and bitches
And I'm out with your clout
Cause I beam for the cheddar
It's GD and the me, the money getter
It's all about mashin', cashin'
Lookin' for some action
And all I got on my mind is taxin'
Stackin', packin', move and we blastin'
And all I got on my mind is taxin'
It's all about mashin', cashin'
Lookin' for some action
And all I got on my mind is taxin'
Stackin', packin', move and we blastin'
Who wanna * with these Mexican assassins?
Who wanna * with these Mexican assassins?