DJ Pooh - Bad Newz Travels Fast lyrics

(feat. T-Lee of LA Zuu) [Intro:] DJ Pooh. Zuu Tribe 97. T-Lee feels gold drastic. Yeah get the cash. [T-Lee:] Since money rules the world I'm a stay on the grind Sky high feelin' fine in this west sunshine I'm a rhyme all about my chips I ain't lyin' I got my foot on the floor in the fast lane flyin' Drape the double R L in an Accura or a M Thoroughbreds chasin' me and they bad as hell Mr. Lee, Zuu Tribe it ain't hard to tell Hug the brakes get the number that's a player right there See a chick goin' spin just like a n***a spin Make sure you spin more so you always win This a petty game but who's to blame for the shame It ain't the same talkin' bout bein' they thang I motivate graduate that's the plan for the (money) But ain't broke, stressed and trippin' (actin' funny) Dummy, get equipped, you're tryin' to playerhate Stay off the next man you better go on and graduate [Hook:] When the situations dollars it's time to smash Two thousand zero zero party's over get the cash (oooh) When it's all said and done we get the last laugh f** what you heard bad newz travels fast [T-Lee:] You got much grande beats that bang We got saucy a** lyrics that swang And a whole other zone And three of 'em straight gone We'll fade that a** on wax or off the dome We strive to be the tightest top notch on the scene Be like a fiend stay down with my team It's a pity Huh, situation gettin' sh**ty When Lee come through will Zuu Tribe take the city? These n***as ain't Ballers these n***as ain't phillies But these n***as don't the most these n***as k** me You wouldn't understand this path we done chose Rise for much more than chips, cars coast to hoes Throwin' bolos at fake a** ballers with fake clothes Lead ya to the left straight k**in' your soul Let it be told Everything that glitters is not gold Got platinum recipes so our unit is sold [Hook] "Is it the future" [Verse 3:] Stop the sleepin' game not free You flip? h.o.e. the 9-7 the B. is a B. I want the millions most defiantly So me, giving you mine is something I can't see I guess the real team hard make ya wanna freak freak Cause I hand with major players that got nothing but heat Me myself I'm a hustla Money is what I'm after Catch me on the next page on the next chapter Only half of these rides get my respect The other perpetrating' 50 need they weave check I can't trip though cause n***as trick for these chicks Blow up they hair buy' em thangs ain't even hip It sound sick don't it? You're damn right it is Cause when you're actin' like that how you gonna handle your biz? We want the? the S.C. lyrical triple But you call Zuu Tribe the worldwide money getters [Hook] "Is this the future" [Threat 'Lettin' n***as Know'] "It's the LA Zuu"