Cash Still Rules / Scary Hours (Still Don't Nothing Move but the Money) (Explicit)

Shake them niggaz
Scary hours no money out  smash the Guinness Stout
Play the outfield  Lucille  switched cracks on shields
She's a rich fiend  sacrifice her fam  shift them niggaz to Queens
Guess jeans  she charged thirty-five beans
Hit the cell phone  regulate with well known tone
A Wally kingpin  who also slam and strike edition
What up  Corleone smoke the bone  Tone phone me
What up he tried to slang there  address him with chrome only
Grady with the gray beard  transport for him
Rockin' Nike at  Rastafarian burg  pipin' that
Switchin' Benz's  ten carat ni**a with gold lenses
Frontin' like he's sittin' on a lump  he's sittin' on junk
You wanna pull a heist  draw guns and robberies
You wanna rock rep  step in yellow Wallabies
Names arraigned  the century fox  little glocks
Them niggaz with stocks  wail on your blocks
Rich lifestyle  spoiled like an ordinary white child
But right now  Son is still shine  shed light now
Breakdown  liquidate God  f**k it grab the nickel plate
Spencer for Hire  tension when we mention Dryer
He's a slave cop  behave pop
Blue suits who bay stop us
Blow that cat at the Purple Haze spot
I remember stickin' fiends at the one-six-ooh
When we was starvin'  duckin' five-oh  payin' 'em dues
Times is hard in the slums I'm from  they got us barred in
We warrin' and cage dodgin'  rippin' and robbin'
Got the NARC sabotagin'  slippin' cracks in your camouflagin'
Now you snitchin' on the squadron
That's somethin' niggaz can't pardon
City overrun by young gun with bad intention and Wu-Wear garment
So I see no need to mention
The potency of a sting from a killa bee
Kickin' the battery out the back of them
Wisecracks distorted for your get high you hijack
These friendly skies ain't for you  they for me and mine
This the year of the grimy ni**a  ragtime
Keep these niggaz on the run  peep my Clan emblem
Iron Lung ain't got to tell you where it's comin' from
Catch us swimmin' with these sharks now  you rap villains
We feel the same way you feelin'  let it be known
What the blood clot you niggaz dealin'  you crash dummies
Cash rules  still don't nuttin' move but the money
Aiyyo Strongarm  that kid right there with wavy hair
Billy Johnson  snatched him out his whip in Times Square
Took his Pumas  nameplate  dude lost weight
Summer eighty-eight  started a fight  that can't wait
Ask Dorothy  same kid p**sy up in Marsey
Blazin' that Tad Rossi  up in the Marquis
He lost like a hundred ounces  Jake rushed his houses
Had him on the porch  a** no trousers
This souped up  individual stuck  the new stuff
Same kid cryin' on the stand with Judge Cuffner
Kissed him with art num it's three to nine style
Before he left he flashin' his face like Denzel
Richard Dale took his Beaver  off the wall pullin' his whip
Mussy dropped and split his wig with the heater
His shape-up was all f**ked up  as he had me laughin'
God you see how he was laid out in the grass with dirt in his mouth
Slim woke him up told him he wild out
Blood leakin' from his teeth he smiled like he gunned out
Big bolo  stackin' his sh*t financed a Volvo
He copped his sh*t from a small  coffee shop in SoHo
He still p**sy  he sell his dust up on the Lower East
Posin' like he rappin' out