Verse 1: Steele (Tek)
Let's get it on (Stick em up)
Word is bond, from what we've learned
(Smif-N-Wessun swarmed to get what we've earned)
From day one, me and my son (my son and me)
We stick together like family so don't challenge we
(Right now it's all about the currency
And I'm represent the 211 with my new gun)
So who's funny with money that's mine or yours
(That have a lot on his mind) and even more in his drawers
(No loss will get took by these two crooks from Crooklyn) That's my word
(So if you looking for a herd keep looking)
Cause we be looking too Mr. Ripper what you want' do
(On the creep catch a crook that sleep)
Get it for the cash (don't forget the stash that's hittin')
No time to waste slip up soft a bit
(Cause this ere is here we remain as pioneer)
Nothing to fear (though we smell dough in the air)
Chorus: Steele (Tek)
It's all about the cash
(Still ain't nothing move but the money) X4
Verse 2: Steele (Tek)
Mr. Ripper, I think it's that time again
(sh** is forever on) So never will the drama end
(You know I'm ready son, so which ever want to come first
It really don't matter cause they will all getting worse)
No doubt, this is what we're talking about
(You better hope you're not the next stop on our paper run)
We don't care (throw your hands wave in the air)
If you're right here (this might happen to be your nightmare)
Though everything is real in the core of the streets
(Where you do go to war) but you don't go to sleep
(Don't peep, cause I got you covered
And I advise you) don't try to run cause I might surprised you
(The eyes do see a lot) we be on point
(To the boys cause them gods try to blow spot)
All my joints, keeps me easy
(Jet to ?) to releases what lease me
(Kush and pain to maintain a solid frame)
Got to stay a step ahead of any challengers in the game
(Criminal minded) searching you find it
(We do our own thing) cause society's blinded
(But I reminded) that it's time to get paid
(Cause move fakers fall in the grave that they made)
Who's safe from the neighborhood troublemakers
(Staying high constantly) on a search to get the papers
Chorus (sometimes altered by paper or dough)
Verse 3: Steele (Tek)
(Day turns to night as the crooks hit the pavement)
With the chrome to your dome
(We got you wonder enslavement)
Eight men comes when I run up on your corner before I wonder
(Since I got to drop one your now you'se a goner
Don't nothing move but the cash aight
Don't play fast you might) find that a** leaving in a bag tonight
(I be there from the feeder) cause my trigger finger hit you
Ready to get shifty (when my pocket feeling empty)
Since we on a mission to get dough
(Move incognito) avoid any five-O
(All up and we go) I know (tell em')
Timberland tree kicking in your cerebellum
(First we) smoke up the sensei
(And Irie) to get down in dirty
(Bucktown the ? says we represent)
All the crooks that stress across the east and the west
(Do in dirt ain't nothing new for these crooks from the streets)
Stepping to our business just to make ends meet
(Bootcamp Click putting sh** under SMASH)
You know the rule (don't nothing move but the cash)