Don`t Let The Money Make You (Bonus Track) lyrics

Artist  : Xzibit Featuring King Tee, Soopafly 
Song : Don`t Let The Money Make You (Bonus Track)
 


Intro: [An interview with Xzibit]
[I] I want
to ask you, what is more important to you
guys?
All the money that you guys are talkin'
about?
Or the artform? Or, what is more
important? The Lyrics?
Or the leather sized
stuff?
[X] I think, what we tryin' to do is
device a way that the
artform and the money is
like on a equal level.
You know what I mean,
that, that like he said, is a fine
line where
gotta pleas the crowd or pleas the
artists
that are listenin' to you. And pleas
the real hip-hop
underground people that,
that, that is looking for that
you know, that
real shit. It's only a certain way that
that
you can go up and doin' it

Verse 1:
[Xzibit]
Xzibit keep it on deck
Live,
vinyl, CD or cassette
Whatever you select
I
keep you bouncin' like a bad cheque
See I
should have a trigger tattooed on my neck
To
represent the heat that I repeat
Now you can
take the highs out of the beat
But never take
the rucked out of the rhyme
Or tribalize, look
into the eyes of the emotional
Your whole style
is promotional
A dead giveaway to me is just
another business day
Xzibit here to stay
My
life, a tribute to the A.K,
you wanna play
A
situation only one man can walk away from
The
same way he came
When I spit flame, it spits
flames like your middlename
So why do I say
fuck the fame
Because it come and go
The
industry's a pet without refused to be that
gigolo
I put the dope in, got fo's and
tatoos
Niggas make ya money
But let the
money make you

Hook: [King T] x2
We
make, make money, money
Take's money to
survive
The meanin' of life with statted chips
is stay alive
Cause it's all about the
C-notes
Gonna be fuckin' when you're rollin'
this too
Don't let the money make
you

Verse 2: [Soopafly]
It's
Soopafly,
comin' with that gangsta
shit
That shit that only gangstas be gettin'
gangsta with
The pimps, hustlers and the
players know the rank I get
Never have to get
no money from the bank, I get shit
I Stomp
down your whole compound
Takin' all the
shots
Device from the few I'm rise
Let the
others drop
I elevate
Who drop when a dime
never got me straight
I'm still goin' for
broke
I push you to the stroke
And one man
loc and say high
Smokin' to keep an open,
mind
Focus on military time provokin'
The G
in me, nigga
(?) when he tried to step the
Soopafly
AZ you are shit
Now gettin' down
with the Pound
Now who can shake it till it
break ground
Many motherfuckers are
greedy
There's only one thing needed like
E.D.I, Amin / I mean business
When it comes to
the cash, I'm movin' quick
(Xzibit: Any other
nigga eat a dick)
Fuck type shit
Make ya
step back
Soopafly, hit like crack
Life is
a jet
Maintainin' the top figures
deliver
The raw, rugged likwidation that be
runnin' the river
Now, whether if a nigga step
up
Be prepared to kick your rap up
Try to
die in line for you cheque, huh
nigga

Hook: [King T] x2

Verse 3:
[Xzibit]
So when I die,
bury me
upside-down
So the whole world can kiss my
ass
Live fast
Sippin' from my bottomless
glass of Hennessy, straight
So I catch you
(?)
Xzibit comin' down like a saint
So
prepare for the judgement day
Be careful what
the fuck you say
Rhyme these parts
Amadeus
and Mozart,
the love for the arts and
crash
Paragraphs to bust niggas in
half
That's what I fuck with
(?) time to
get my duck sit
Miss me if you try to make a
buck with
I mean a quick buck, only got bad
luck
Black cash every black trash
Never
relax, never get attached to anything
That's
not gonna hand so life
I come back like
Christ
Pacific natural ice
With Sharif
makin' sure R&B, was well done
Might live by
the gun,
but keep livin' through my livin'
son

Hook: [King T]
x4

Outro:
[King T]
We make, make,
money, money, make, money, money, money
(x4)
We take money, take money, take money,
money, money (x4)
[Soopafly]
Don't let this
money make you