U Know Bleek (Intro/Album Version)

Yea   serious sh*t
Aiyyo  this time it's for my family  we ride or die
It's in the blood til the death  now aim for the sky
My fo' blow for sure  for dough  for own land
It's money  drugs  and hot slugs
It's money  drugs  and hot slugs
It's money  drugs  and hot slugs
It's money  drugs  and hot slugs
Niggas said I can't do it
Funny I done it
The album is here  now who the f**k want it
I let niggas eat now I'm here to collect
I admit they tried  but they ain't rep correct
Now the dinner table's set and it's my time to eat
Don't even wipe your mouth  get up  be out
Don't let the cars fool you  or the jewelry blind you
My life's the realest ni**a  I should write me a novel
This for them broads that'll hold me down
And my niggas on the Internet that download my style
And my dog in line in at chow
Just bangin with his walkman playin me loud
And the ni**a with that plate
Choppin them grams  him and his man
Listening to music that they understand
And that white boy goin to college
He don't know about the ghetto but know how to hold metal
Them white boys  they'll shoot sh*t up
They can listen to this sh*t  I don't give two f**ks
But back to it  sippin on that Cognac fluid
In the Porsche  burnin the conduit
This is ride music  get high music
That M dot  hot supply music
That's the answer  life's like cancer
I thought I told y'all niggas I'm serious
It's money  drugs  and hot slugs  you know Bleek