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"" 4 The Money ""
A Ncognito and Doughboy Collaboration


  Doughboy:

Money - The Game





2:00 am in the morning............

Blasted off the nac'
Dress down in black
Duffle bags filled with gats
strapped across my back
is the mack
In search of the money
with no emotions attached
gotta get niggas thats push that shit on the tracks
Cause for the money I signed a lifetime contract
I like when she stay in stacks
For that bitch, niggas brains go splat
Racing my Engine doing a 100mph flat
say a prayer to make sure I get back...
Deep breathe to Relax
Stroll through my contacts
Tell my cuz where Im at....
Holla at my chick,
let her know she gettin stiff dick
and if I get killed only let the next nigga lick
I need these bricks
Roll alone so cant nobody snitch
chasing the money like a fiend when he dope sick
Light a Cigarette
Thinking of letting the Semi spit
For the money
you now how them Goons from Chicago get
Its no mercy for a bitch..
50 cal. or D.E's take your pick
but first give me the shit
One shell spent hit the nigga in his shit.
Jumping back in the car with the bricks
Thoughts interrupted by the car that just bent.....








  Ncognito:

Who was them niggas in the car?? I don't know them niggas
They giving us mean mugs, like we owe them niggas
They better keep it movin, before we blow them niggas

Ever since Nino introduced us to crack
You gotta watch ya back
Clucks wanna suck ya dick for a sack

This life is a hustle
Gotta move the weight, and turn it to muscle
So we stuff all the dope money into the duffle

Like a stamp, we stay posted in the hood
From Roseland to Englewood
Hoping the cops don't bop.....knock on wood

Hustling in the winter, with fifths of Goose in the snow
Weed plants in the crib like Chia pets, we watch them grow
Drunk as hell in the dope spot watching the movie "BLOW"

  Doughboy:

My ambition as a hustle wont be denied
Some say Im well supplied
I Hustle weight
like a religious person claim faith
Distribution for state to state
Thats why so many niggas got hate
Bricks in place of full course meals on plates
Broke down to str8 eighths
9 pieces of chicken to feed the shorties with hustlers ambitions
them 63's keep the streets on freeze
Push the 20's, till the competiton fall to they knees
Giving niggas the BROKE disease
to busy thinking about G's,
not even worried about the D's
Moneys in my DNA, so you can say its in my jeans
Gold Medals like we was in the Olmypics in Beijing
Hustler of the Year awards for our whole team !




  Ncognito:

It's the first of the month, the fiends just got their checks
Police always on the prowl, tryin to make us emotional wrecks
Yo Dough, let's grab a 5th of Kettle One, and a 6 pack of Becks
We stay busted on the block, lookin for the thick bitches 2 have sex

Always gotta stay focused
Sometimes hustling seems hopless
2 days in the same clothes like we're homeless

But u gotta put in the work to see the fruits of labor
Just stay low key, so u don't piss off the nosy neigbor
If I give u a pack, best beleive I'm expecting a favor

Money truly is the root of all evil
But I gotta have it, so I keep supplying the needle
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Date Submitted: Sep 11, 2008 (11:27 PM)
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comment icon  POEM RESPONSES (1)
Date: 09/12/08 (03:54 AM)
Author: RUBY RED DBL R
Poem Title: 4 the money (female ...

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comment icon  COMMENTS (29)
  11th Wonduh
12/25/08 (11:37 PM) 
instant classic chi-town spit. hardcore street poetry at its' best. this took me back to some old raekwon and ghost on his cuban linx cd. vintage spit

  QueenV
12/12/08 (03:34 AM) 
too busy thinking of the G's, not even worried about the D's... thats a true hustlers ambition...im still thinking about them G's... wont ever stop... LUv it..

  A~BENEVOLENT~Q...
12/09/08 (09:53 PM) 
Dough & Nito....This was like whoaaaaa....Ya'll two would be doing this scribe a dis service if you dont make this one a soulcast... Damn!!! Realest lyrics that I've read in a hot minute....100 plus stars on this one and a favorite!!!...GG

  HARLEMFINEST
09/22/08 (05:03 PM) 
"MONEY IS IN MY D.N.A..SO YOU CAN SAY IT'S IN Y JEANS"SO FUCKIN' HARD...I LUV PART OF YA'LL FLOWS...CRAZY READING DIS PIECEHAD ME THIRSTY TO GET ME STACKS ROLLIN' AGAIN...TRUE HUSTLER'S ANTHEM RIGHT HERE...TOOK ME A WHILE TO READ...BUT I'M MORE THAN SATISFIED READING DA BEST FOR LAST,WORDPLAY & FLOW...BANANAS,THANKS FOR DA INSPRIRATION YA'LL...

  Koala
09/14/08 (10:23 PM) 
THAT WAZ HOT I REALLY LUVED N FELT THE REAL SHIT OF YALL RHYMES AND HOW YALL FED OFF EACH OTHER...IT WAZ GREAT !!...10 STARZ !! *LAVENDER PRINCESS*

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