Money Don't Make U Rich

歌詞

Yeah man It's ya' boy X to the Z, Xzibit Strong arm steady's the gang, know what I'm sayin'? Clack, clack No talkin', don't pay the rent And sittin' won't let you style like this But money don't make you rich But hatin' won't let you smile Yeah, the teknology is too advanced Attach dynamite to opportunity, blow your chance Enhance the vision, Kweli tell 'em to listen Before I probably get a hundred niggaz to diss 'em Yeah, and I can't wait, sit up straight Hungry niggaz eatin' your plate, compete in a race Full of rats, the homie's torso is full of tats I'ma put the rest on my back, it's best if I bless 'em with that Specify the facts from the fiction I gotta draw the line with the diction And I ain't whistlin' 'Dixie', this is Hi-Teknology wit me You couldn't find a finer designer to tailor fit me To be, yay, a nigga tone, Cincinnati's own Hometown favorite like the Bearcats win the zone Strong arm keep it runnin' on like a sentence They wouldn't know the difference when I hit 'em from a distance No talkin', don't pay the rent And sittin' won't let you style like this But money don't make you rich But hatin' won't let you smile Clack, conventional (Bullshit) Nothin' identical The west has evolved and Steady's at the pinnacle (Yeah dat) Still saggin' in my crispy Dickies But my gangsta's fly, I make sho' the wrist is extra crystaly Cock it on the side for the next telly is Ghetto nigga on Lambo's mailin' list Money don't make you rich But it's funny how it'll make a snow bunny suck your dick I have a hater in the shrubs where you park your shit I had a homie blowin' you up when he hit the fence To the Steady, Slick bring the gangsta shit Like the hankerchief, once you add on the Paisley print On the rights where I dang a lick But since I learned red and blue make green it's Tek hits No talkin', don't pay the rent And sittin' won't let you style like this But money don't make you rich But hatin' won't let you smile It's the premier kids cast to build the pyramids A '08 Escalade's in prepaid appearances It's hard to even entertain a few, an invalid Lame in the brain, can't talk or remember shit I don't blame him, the daddy ain't around Left him lonely in the hood without good home trainin' Frustrated, pissed 'cause probation Got him pissin' in a cup without proper occupation So they get up, get out, and get it like Goodie Mob Niggaz must be crazy thinkin' we won't do the job Dookie colored droptops sob, with the feet tall Hi-Tek beats bump from Lynn Street to Crenshaw Steady means stupid' stand up, start elevatin' Violate and come to your final destination Mouth [unverified] pacin' - pacific ocean main land Chasin' retail, re-up in rotation No talkin', don't pay the rent And sittin' won't let you style like this But money don't make you rich But hatin' won't let you smile No talkin', don't pay the rent And sittin' won't let you style like this But money don't make you rich But hatin' won't let you smile