YUNGDRACO223, 2Pac - $$$ lyrics

Young nigga making bands
Fuck 12 i throw hands
One time for the niggas sat right at the back
Revolver reloads lemme go click clack

Cash all that I chase
Money, loads in yo face
I just beat a fuckin case
Keep my gun on my waist
My nigga 2Pac with the shots
He ain't sparing no thot
U say 12 we say fuck cops
We always ready to rob

So many battlefield scars while
Driven in plush cars this life as a rap star
Is nothin' without guard
Was born rough and rugged
Addressin' the mass public
My attitude was fuck it
'cause motherfuckers love it
To be a soldier
Must maintain composure at ease
Though life is complicated
Only what you make it to be
Uh, and my ambitions as a ridah
To catch her whilе she hot and horny
Go up inside her
Thеn I spit some game in her
Ear, go to the telly, hoe!

Equipped with money in a Benz 'cause, bitch
I'm barely broke
I'm smokin' bomb-ass weed, feelin' Crucial
From player to player, the game's tight
The feeling's mutual
From hustlin' and prayers to breakin'
Motherfuckers to pay up
I got no time for these bitches
'cause these hoes try to play us
I'm on a meal ticket mission
Want a mil' so I'm wishin'
Competition got me ripped on
That bullshit they stressin'