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All For The Money
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One more nigga on the run
I just can't handle this, born in the land of the scandalous
Thirteen years of age at the time
Moms is kicking me, I gots to get mine
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Features Of This Song
hardcore rap attitude
west coast rap roots
gangsta rap attitude
violent lyrics
boastin' lyrics
explicit lyrics
a repetitive chorus
the use of chordal patterning
a slow moving bass line
use of electric pianos
subtle use of electric keys
electric guitars
a dry recording sound
radio friendly stylings
lyrics by a respected rap artist

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I'll be dead before I go out like a dummy
Publishers: MUSIC CORPORATION OF AMERICA, WORLDWIDE MUSIC AND MEDIA
I gots to get mine, so I'm a take yours
And gives up the cash
I done signed a hood lifetime contract
Say back channel, keep your motherfucking hands up on the dash
And if you ain't down with the hype, fuck you
But I ain't sweating it 'cause ain't shit funny
Just say no? Fuck the TV
I gots to get mine, so I'm a take yours
Why's that, G? 'Cause it's all for the money
I gots to get mine, so I'm a take yours
I just can't handle this, born in the land of the scandalous
Trying to show stop on the sales
I gots to get mine, so I'm a take yours
One time sleep on the fucking night creeper
See me for the blast, Five-oh fly in fast
You know the routine, so run fool, here we go
Trying to push the shit 'cause the weight is exceed
Now I lay low in the cut
Because it's all for the money
Hard times kicking it in the CPT
Label me the nigga with the fucking gangsta strut
So when you hit the end of the road ain't no turning back
So when I hit your corner, you're gonna be a goner
I gots to get mine, so I'm a take yours
I gots to get mine, so I'm a take yours
Songwriters: Darryl Cortez Ellis,  Ruben Locke, Paul Richmond, Aaron Bernard Tyler
Mad 'cause I'm making more cash than they ass
Moms is kicking me, I gots to get mine
One more point that got scored for the
I gots to get mine, so I'm a take yours
One time is making a move on my ass
My birds fly out throughout the fucking states
Need to make a nine so I rush your spot
I load up my strap, map out my plan
Uh oh, there goes another beep on the beeper
I gots to get mine, so I'm a take yours
Because it's all for the money
Now my other half is telling me I'd better quit
Every hooptie got gold license plates
Loads up the K, breaks out the back door
I should be laying low 'cause one time is real hot
If you don't care someone else does the killing
Thirteen years of age at the time
In it for the snaps so I'm crazy as fuck
Just call me the come up kid
You're coming up short when I slang
Steps is getting low so I gots to get some more
But I ain't through in this shit, so I guess this is it
I gots to get mine, so I'm a take yours
One more nigga on the run
So that means I gotta do what I gotta do
I gots to get mine, so I'm a take yours
Up to no damn good, understood
Jacking and packing 'cause ain't shit funny
Pull fake braids but I still gets paid
Nigga duck when my nine starts to buck
And it's like that when I got the Philly
Choose my victim, then motherfucker stick him