Trails of Flowalistics - Get Your Moneyman lyrics

(Erick Sermon) Yo wha**up, this the E-Double Green-Eyed-Bandit youknowhatI'msayin'? EPMD, Seven Deadly Sins Get, get, get, get, get, get, get, get, get your moneyman (yeah) Get, get, get, get, get, get, get, get, get your moneyman (Ice-T baby) Get, get, get, get, get, get, get, get, get your moneyman (Chorus: Ice-T) Rock your hammers back cussers that's the way that we ball Rims so fat, looks will digitise it all Get your moneyman lock your blocks, co*k your Glocks Really doe - bust until your barrels glow (*gunshot*) (Ice-T) n***a tryin', then got tied up bu*tnaked f**in' with the master of this, jacker of this Squeezin' off until I f**in' sprain my wrist Slap the clip into Armageddon and start wettin' Grit my teeth, bring it like the Persian Gulf Airstrike you, burn you with the mic to might you Thinkin' about takin' me out - huh you're funny More guns and more money, think about it You're dead I'm livin You're f**in' with the unforgiven - n***a what? West Side's up - L.A., n***a bounce all day Look in my eyes, what you see ain't no b**h or pimp n***a from the Central and I'm gonna stay rich Nightmares of bein' broke keep me flowin' like this Weak n***as - you're sure to get lost in the bliss This is for the n***as, quick to slaughter Resumes held by the D.A.'s, the ballers (Chorus: Ice-T) Rock your hammers back cussers that's the way that we ball Rims so fat, looks will digitise it all Get your moneyman lock your blocks, co*k your Glocks Really doe - bust until your barrels glow (*gunshot*) Rock your hammers back cussers that's the way that we ball Rims so fat, looks will digitise it all Get your moneyman lock your blocks, co*k your Glocks Really doe - bust until your barrels glow (*gunshot*) (Ice-T) To all my n***as on the East and West that rock vests Get, get, get, get, get, get, get, get, get your moneyman To all the k**ers that's real, quick to flex the steel Get, get, get, get, get, get, get, get, get your moneyman To my hard-hustlin' girls all around the world for ice Get, get, get, get, get, get, get, get, get your moneyman It's ninety-eight, it's never too late playa Get, get, get, get, get, get, get, get, get your moneyman (Ice-T) Many casualties caught in the cross-fire mix While whole crews flash they fo-fo's in the flicks Magazine after magazine gets stomped in the street Late night, auto, maga-static Hit the next turn, hang 'em out and cause havoc Your cash, your block, I gotta have it n***a normally toss it up and live lavish My traps well lured, I go hardboard It gets loud, known for bustin' off in crowds Word 'em up, hurt 'em up, move out, blow the spot Round two, rounds flew (*shots*) in the parkin' lot n***as rallied up to see who got shot Wait down G, my whole crew surrounds me We outty, n***as known to sit the stompede and get rowdy L.A. - n***as know my flow They see me on the shore, when I'm rippin' my rows (Chorus: Ice-T) Rock your hammers back cussers that's the way that we ball Rims so fat, looks will digitise it all Get your moneyman lock your blocks, co*k your Glocks Really doe - bust until your barrels glow (*gunshot*) Rock your hammers back cussers that's the way that we ball Rims so fat, looks will digitise it all Get your moneyman lock your blocks, co*k your Glocks Really doe - bust off until your barrels glow (*gunshot*) (Ice-T) To all my n***as on the East and West that rock vests Get, get, get, get, get, get, get, get, get your moneyman To all the k**ers that's real, quick to flex the steel Get, get, get, get, get, get, get, get, get your moneyman To my hard-hustlin' girls all around the world for ice Get, get, get, get, get, get, get, get, get your moneyman It's ninety-eight, it's never too late players Get, get, get, get, get, get, get, get, get your moneyman Get, get, get, get, get, get, get, get, get your moneyman Get, get, get, get, get, get, get, get, get your moneyman Get, get, get, get, get, get, get, get, get your moneyman...