[Hook: SD/Blood Money] These n***as talk about money, but they never seem to got it Man this sh** don't make no sense I f**ed a lot of n***a's hoes Got money by the load Seen money, so I had get rich I been whippin all week I ain't had no sleep Got a hunnid 8-balls on the strip Got an alley full of cluckers I'm a bad mothaf**a, you can catch me with the 40 on my hip [Verse 1: Blood Money] Call me "Blood the Mechanic" Way I'm whippin that candy Fiens can't understand it Got yo' b**h out her panties Strapped up at the Grammy's n***as live with they Mammy Give no f**, I'm with the sh**, banana clip at his family I'm a dog wit it All y'all gettin it k** all witness' Bond outta prison Got down, got the crack pot back-flippin Water whippin, 3 fo' 10, fiens say I'm trippin
Nah, I ain't trippin, b-bullet holes drippin I'm a Goon, been a Goon, y'all Scottie Pippen Get a n***a knocked down from the penitentiary Pop a pill, f** a deal, Savage Squad livin [Hook] [Verse 2: SD] See me, I be different, all that stuntin' on hoes I'm gettin' kinda fat because I ain't doing low These b**hes want me, she know her boy won't Glo This money coming in, I got yo miss on a boat This sh** just crazy, cause you might get smoked And you might not live another night You got a gun and a knife We got 2 30's, wanna fight? Boy yo a** might lose another life These n***as talk about money, but they never seem to got it If we rob em do we leave his a** slump? These n***as talk about money, but I always wonder "if we rob him do we leave his a** wit nothin?" [Hook]