[Intro]      Get money, get that dough      Get money, get that dough      Get money, get that dough      What, what, get that dough      Get that dough, get that dough      Get that dough, get that dough      Get that dough, Figadoh            [Busta Rhymes]      Ray Benzino.. Hangmen 3..       Bus-a-Bus.. M.O.P...      What the fuck?      Let's give it to ya      Yeah, what the fuck y'all want? (Ha ha ha)      What the fuck y'all want? (Ha ha ha)      What the fuck y'all want? (Ha ha ha)      Come on (Ha ha ha)            [Busta Rhymes]      Guess who's comin through right now, bitch?      To smack you with the force to kill a fucking cow, bitch      Hunh, I told you not to fuck around, bitch      Foul nigga, that's the way we gettin down, bitch      You shook faggot, I'ma keep you motherfuckers shaking      And run around just like a crazy big foot Jamaican      See there's no mistaking, see you can never replace me, nigga      They think you alien, whippin shit like a hated nigga      I wonder, wise guy trife and said to me      What we be on and that we would have a recipe      Talk, what they talkin bout rude boy?      Some gully niggas up in the place, we comin through, boy      The news be tryin and run go report niggas      The way they do when immigration trt to deport niggas      Ray Benzino, Bus-a-Bus and M.O.P.      Just for the record - none of you niggas can fuck with me!            [Chorus 2x w/ Busta Rhymes ad libs]      Figadoh      Doooooooooough      Fi-ga-doh, Figa-da-doh!      Fi-ga-doh, Figa-da-doh!      You know me, Figada-figada-figada      Get that dough, Figada-doh            [Benzino]      Me and Bus-a-Bus breakin bread dough town      Fuck a bus - we private jet Motown      Boston streets.. where I put my flow down      Hold up, you shakin it fast, bitch slow down      Blaze shots for the gangster in me      You scared to carry heat, don't hang with me (Motherfucker)      Big guns, no thang to me      Top three is what I aim to be      Hunh, and what I rep.. mainly 3      Ain't no muthafucka spittin flames like me      Original gon come, brew it up      M.O.P. gon come, to rip it up      When I reach, it ain't to greet you      Fuck your people, motherfucker pleased to meet you      B-E-N-Z-I-N-O...      This the remix, Figadoh, bitch!            [Chorus]            [Lil' Fame]      (Bom bom bom) F-I-Z-Z-Y dub O      Mack (Bingfield, B.K.) Oh!      Bring bitch out of the bubbs warrior style      Throwing bricks, bottles and slugs (Get it on son!)      I spit 8 bars and smack the fuck out the engineer before the songs done      Just to make this shit more hotter      So tighten up your training wheels bitch...      Cause your fucking with a scholar            [Billy Danze]      With this I step lively, talking to myself cause I'm mad      With a mack 10 to spin - back up nigga! (Back up nigga!)      Watch out nigga.. (Watch out nigga!)      I'm coming, mojo smokin, I ain't jokin faggot, I'm gunnin      I ain't hear nothin, start runnin      Why you suprised, you a fucking with a man who got.. (Fire!)      With sides will.. (Fire!)      Any nigga that want it, any nigga that front it, I pump one in his stomach            [Chorus]