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PRIME SUSPECTS lyrics : "Money Makes"

[Uzi talkin']
Prime Suspects, Kane & Abel, Silkk The shocker about that money


[Chorus: Uzi & (Kane & Abel)]
Money Makes a ^!$$% do some strange thangs (I admit)
Over change, ^!$$%s lose they brains (ain't that some %#@!)

If you got it when then ^!$$%s hungry brah (what, what)
Keep your glock @@#!ed & your eyes up on ya stuff (ya heard me)
[Reapeat]


[Uzi]
Just remember it takes a (*##$ to play wit a real a real ^!$$%

Glock knockin' 'em while they chop 'em down for figures
While money makes a ^!$$% do some strange thangs, I admit
Over change, ^!$$%s lose they brains, ain't that some %#@!

Come equipped as we still quick in tha Lands
^!$$%s get dealt wit in his back while shakin' hands
While plans get spoiled by ^!$$%s want furl trips

Rather they snort, bang, or either sell tha %#@!
I hold my dick & let my nuts sag
^!$$%s act bad behind tha cash actin' like it last forever

Any kind of weather ^!$$% get tha job done
Block hotter than tha sun, ^!$$%s still pack a gun
But I ain't tha one to get done wit behind some dumb %#@!

I pack a gun (*##$ & ain't scared to let tha bullets flip
I said enough, either get scuffed or roughed up
If you got it when then ^!$$%s hungry keep your eyes up on ya stuff


[Chorus: x2]


[Kane & Abel]
Runnin' up on ^!$$%s like finish lines, wit @@#!ed nines
Give a $#&@ if ^!$$%s wit dimes, get flatlined for tryna take mines

In broad daylight, lose yo life for tha paper
Haters a waste ya, meat ya maker, coroner gonna have to scrape ya
Off tha concrete

My street hotter than fish grease
For big face bills, ^!$$%s kills wit big heat
^!$$%s dressed in all black or army fatigues

Killas perform like #~!!@ poppers wit choppers, squeeze 2-2-3's

Put your face on TV's, for less than a quarter ki

Leave a clip empty, now watch you mutha$#&@in' enemies
Murda's like a disease, catch it, ain't no comin' back
Rest in peace, yo wig split, hit by ^!$$%s on a jack

Gangstafied Kane & Abel watch the Suspects back
^!$$%s do strange thangs fo' paper, I feel that
Take tha money, take tha Benz, but hustle never ends

Put us on tha block wit one rock, an we'll make a million again (ha ha)

[Chorus: x2]


[Silkk the Shocker]
Now look ^!$$%, it's 5-4-3-2 to tha mutha$#&@in' 1, it's a countdown

Well this ^!$$% Silkk The Shocker
Known for breakin' O-Z's down to mutha$#&@in' pounds
That's my ^!$$% Glock, that's my ^!$$% Uzi,

That's a brand new mutha$#&@in' nine millimeter
Off tha top, you know we come strapped, (*##$ watch ya back
Cause all of us always got heaters

Now look $#&@ tha money cause we gonna ball wit or wit out tha %#@!
I need a down $$# girl but I'm gonna ball look wit or wit out tha (*##$
Drive my Benz look wit or wit out tha $#&@in' kit

Yall busta $$# ^!$$%s !@$)gets walkin' wit or wit out tha switch
I still could pull hoes look ^!$$% wit or wit out tha six
While yall ^!$$%s stuntin' & frontin'

Why don't you break yoself & get up out my %#@!
Now yall know my steelo, on tha D-low, have a kilo on tha D-L
Even though I rap (*##$ I still do a couple of crack sells

Look if it don't make dollas then it don't make sense
Now my ^!$$%s Prime Suspects gonna get me high
An all of us get fried & get bent

An we No Limit Soldiers (*##$ so all of us represent
Think we won't bust yo head for some mutha$#&@in' dead presidents (*##$


[Chorus: x4]

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