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Dj Clue - Time is Money lyrics
Intro: cardan
 Yeah, yeah, check it out
 I'm cardan right, niggaz think 16 is young
 Sum niggaz think 16 is sleet
 Verse 1: cardan
 Now how you gon come against an army with a handgun
 I'm cardan, you wouldn't understand son
 I be on of them niggaz shoot a three, get a and 1
 Blacked out, 006, next to cam'ron
 See ya if I see ya, if I don't
 Bye bye,
 Meet me at the bolge were they cross smokin' la la
 Supreme dada, neva to good to eat at popeye's
 Punishing you, servin' you notes above the cockeyes
 I walk the city alone, not biggie or bone
 They miss me at home, half a million sittin' on crome
 Could of schooled me, on how to listen and learn
 So when I get my shit, it's earned
 Like I'm dennis the worm
 You gotta live it and learn, till your bridges get burned
 I'm not stoppin' till I drop, I am just speakin' in a swerve
 So if you wanna act now, I'll make you get up
 And I'll sit you back down
 Yo clue, hit the switches in the background
 Move him up, he made me do this
 Don't kill him, bruise him up
 Make him switch sides like roscoe, that's how we use him up
 Take a little ride wit 'em, glide wit'em
 Switch glocks on him, spit on your hand
 Hypest tears neva cry wit 'em
 His girl, she's blind wit 'em
 Used to pack his nine wit 'em
 Sold eights to cakes, the key wit the dimes in 'em
 That's buggin' our life, but I can see y'all niggaz faces now
 Coverin' y'all mouths,
 Ayo you had to hear cardan and nore thuggin' it out
 I think sum niggaz on the run eatin', sluggin' it out
 I'm bout to flow on, put on y'all seat belts
 Nigga hold on, ain't nuthin' funny, since part two
 Of show me the money,
 My age I can't mention wit' the shit that I'm spittin'
 Rippin' niggaz into ? ? fissures? ? like I'm hotta than kitchens
 You gotta flow, come on nigga
 Rhyme wit us, come on get some shine wit us
 My niggaz eat, still pack heat and still grind wit us
 Hook: mase
 Time is money
 Never knew there'd be days like thisDj Clue - Time is Money - http://motolyrics.com/dj-clue/time-is-money-lyrics.html
 Never knew days like this
Tired of ballin'
 Gettin' hard to live wit niggaz on my dick
 Niggaz always on my dick (2x)
 Verse 2: mase
 Brace the stage, so right now you dealin' wit a great
 Ain't enough bullets in your gun to scare me straight
 When beef escalate
 You the next to scate
 I'll be around, till you hit the ground ? ? left of the jakes? ? 
 The christians come through, they bless you awake
 You test your fate, I'll hit your chest wit an eight
 My thing come down, damn, you get an extra eight
 Ain't a big man too big to rest in a lake
 I do this for cats who's name I can't mention
 Dropped down hoes, and about 72 wenchin'
 Got in beef, and got paid at the entrance
 Turned at the boy, he had to do their sentence
 Critics complain, I dress to fly, but I bet you i
 Will never testify
 When I size a nigga up, I measure the guy
 So if his man front, he be he next to die
 I can see it in your eye, all you wanna do is ? ? maneuve? ? 
 So I think it's time that I pick up and move
 Got a house in new jeru, where I always be goin'
 I got keys that I leave for my niggaz, when i'm
 Buttlers that bring me buffets at the don
 Six mexicans get paid to mow my lawn
 I feel cats, be able to flow in the oasis
 Louis the 13th, no more nigga, taste this
 The life I live I can't escape it
 Face it, iced up roly to me, just a basic
 Take my shit to tito, just to get a facelift
 Buy extra cases, musta misplaced it, I don't think I'm too good to do what
 You should do
 You just anutha nigaa don't wanna see me famous
 See i, left hood life for the good life, call up tito
 Cause he gon give he a good price yo
 Mami friends, say I'm dabien, so if a nigga think I'm sweet,
 Tell 'em try me then,
 Why you worried bout how I be in my bm,
 Ain't ya lucnhbreak over, go back to ibm
 Whatcha want huh? cardan. mase murder. harlem world. desert storm. penelty.
 Clue. whut whut.
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