Blood Money Part 3 Lyrics

[Chorus][Repeat 2x]Yo, New York get the blood moneyDrty cash, smoke hydro greenSill mix it wit hashTo all the weed spotsNiggaz know I'm known to copAll the good shit, smell me niggaI'm on some hood shit[Noreaga]Back to the essence when I first rhymedL.A., L.A.When y'all niggaz first heard meI was starving on the train just selling my caineFast forward to '99, it's still the sameBut now I got a car keep my rims up to parOnly stay in hotels that be five-starQueens, Akineyle, Mobb Deep, and EscobarLost Boyz, Run-D.M.C., 'Pone and meNo disrespect but Queens got this shit locked DYo New York get the Bloody Money, kid watch meYou know my tempo, I can do it fast or slowEat some bubble-gum weed and yell, GERONIMOAll my analog thugs and my digital thugsAll my people that be rowdy wit weed in the clubsFor my knives and four fifths, Bloods and CripsFor my people who smoke Phillies, and knows it splitsAnd to the niggaz on the block that rock my shitTo the crackhead, waking up the cops and shitFor all the liquor stores, that ain't no goodTo all the stocked ones everywhere that be in the hoodFor all my people on welfare, don't even careFor all them people gettin money, livin in Bel-Air[Chorus] [Repeat 2x][Noreaga]Time zone, got blown ?madi gon?My niggaz get high and still fall in the zoneBitches, callin me up and hanging upI ain't a playa, so why y'all hoes playin games?I'm a hustla, and I even hustle the sameI got hoes fooled thinkin' I love emwhen I don't love emAnd once I get the ass yo you know I'ma thug 'emTell 'em lies, hit 'em in they headHit 'em wit breadI'm a millionaire bitchI could trick a ???????Of you lookin foul and youFuckin wit me, N.O.R.E. thuggish nigga out here BBloody Money once again, yo this one Part ThreeClassical song, certified, Desert StormFor my niggaz always there when I performAnd scream - What What, when I scream - What WhatStraight wildin, in Superthug and they all be stuckHave y'all niggaz ready to fight, hoes ready to fuck[Chorus] [Repeat 4x]