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King T - Money (feat. Dr Dre) (w/ Lyrics)

[ King T ] I never wanted to work for muthafuckas That told me what to do, so I did my own thing Sometimes shit got thick, but I made it through Now I'm stackin chips everytime the phone ring I'm in a world of liars and carnivores Caught between fires, dope dealin suppliers But I must maintain, think on a level much higher This shit ain't worth a 25 to lifer People always askin me how I made it in this trade Papparazzi got my biz front page Well, all I gotta say is it's a good livin' Beside cars and women this shit gets the bills paid [ CHORUS ] (People of the world, what we're livin for?) That money (money) fast money (money) yeah (People of the world, what we're dyin for?) That money (money) fast money (money) yeah (Everybody's goin crazy for) That money (money) fast money (money) yeah (Fuckin with your head, I can get some of yo) Money (money) cash money (money) yeah [ Dr. Dre ] How many niggas can say they got they own Got they shit together, got a a nice stash to do whatever Ah, you're sittin at home, hatin on the next man That's makin cheddar, tryin to get his shit together I dreamed of hittin licks when I first got in the mix Way back when DJ's was heavy in the crates for breaks And ain't a damn thing changed But me movin out the firin range to a plushed out estate Small technicalities y'all heard for years Niggas with the problems always out to battle me But I gets my swerve on, don't give a fuck It's just a nigga talkin shit about his bullshit salary [ CHORUS ] [ King T ] Since talk is extra it's cut short like Webster's Show me the money or invest this I'm street smart, fuck a lecture Messin with mine'll get you put on a stretcher Lock your jaw like a pitbull apply the pressure Straight bout it, buildin ideas with self-made millionaires To get the dancefloors crowded Hah, how's that black, limousine pull up on the scene Ladies clean, deja-vu's of a wet dream I got enough cream to cater women For any chick that can fade me more than Henny Plus the remedy to make that hard shit At the end of each quarter I'm reapin the largeset harvest If I ain't in L.A. sippin Alizé Plottin how to make a meal ticket in a day All I gotta say it's a good livin Besides cars and women this shit gets the bills paid [ CHORUS 2X ] The root of all evil And I got a gang of that shit Whaaaat! (Money makes the world go round Money makes the world go round)