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Ladies and gentlemen, Flight 10 from LAX
Is now arriving into JFK International

What, what you do, motherfucker?
[Incomprehensible], nigga
How many, hey yo, how many niggas is really makin' money now?
Know what I'm sayin'?

It's '98, I'ma tell y'all cats somethin'
This is the year of 'Do it or don't'
If you gon' do it, you better roll on with this crew cat, Juggy

People call me crazy but that's alright with me
They ask me why I'm hustlin', I say for the money

I duck down with Buckshot, Hoo Bang with Wu-Tang
Won't hesitate to slang, so money ain't a thang
Called Buck an' Dirty, asked them what they need
They said, ?Send me two thangs an' some L.A. weed?

So my belief is fuck the beef, all money the same
An' when I get to New York, I'ma show you the whoop game
I make a bitch stay down 'coz I'm that type of guy
Put the work on the Greyhound an' fly to the N.Y.

Hit the east coast with a pocket full of cheddar
Tan khakis on with a thick red sweater
They see me with some hoes, couldn't be better timin'
'Coz though a nigga G'd up, I got on big diamonds, so nigga what?

People call me crazy but that's alright with me
They ask me why I'm hustlin', I say for the money
Yo, I am comin' over to your spot tonight
I promise you, my baby, that I'm gon' do you right

Through the gusty wind, I roll with fifty men
Ready to get nifty an' shifty an' low
So what's the movements, yo? Let me know
'Coz when I come for motherfuckers, I'm comin' for throats

It was sad I bled but the red in my eyes shed
Light on the dark, I led the blind in sight
Now I got all of them inside
It's the reason why I do this an' I night ride

If you an' a nigga outside, say the word
An' I'ma splurge with my flight team, soarin' like birds
Missed it on the Friday with my nigga Cube
But the bomb blew Saturday when Mack lit the fuse

Who other than Buckshot come pick up the pieces
An' straighten niggas out like creases
Speak on it, yeah, nigga
Buckshot, ODB, Mack 10, back at it again

People call me crazy but that's alright with me
They ask me why I'm hustlin', I say for the money
Yo, I am comin' over to your spot tonight
I promise you, my baby, that I'm gon' do you right

Hey yo, most of you know me, some of you don't
When it comes to challengin', none of you won't
Arrange this battle to improve your style
It's a brother with a totally different profile

Most of you play cold front in your face
Hesitatin' on the rhymes, shoulda been Memorex
But you forgot, you'se an amateur
Mystery worshipper, yo, I prefer

I mind you, tease you, who's the boss?
Sucka amnesia, memory loss
Well, hit this, just quiet as kept
MCs on the charts from the start had slept

Let's take them, wake them, you should be woke
'Coz you take MC-in' for a practical joke
I present myself to be
A similar nightmare of an 'Amazing Story'

People call me crazy but that's alright with me
They ask me why I'm hustlin', I say for the money
Yo, I am comin' over to your spot tonight
I promise you, my baby, that I'm gon' do you right

Yo, you ain't hearin' nothin' but a drop of the dime [Incomprehensible], Know what I'm sayin'?
To all my dogs, I wanna give a shout out
To the [Incomprehensible], know what I'm sayin'?

You got my nigga, Mack 10
You got my nigga, Buckshot shorty
An' you got the one, Dirt Dog, know what I'm sayin'?
An' we gon' do it like sweat hogs, my nigga
This how we get down

People call me crazy but that's alright with me
They ask me why I'm hustlin', I say for the money

Hoo Bangin' Records, pushin' weight in '98
Cookin' nothin' but the bomb, you know what I'm sayin'?
'Coz we got 'The Recipe', fo' sho'
Ladies and gentlemen, Flight 10 from LAX   Is now arriving into JFK International      What, what you do, motherfucker?   [Incomprehensible], nigga   How many, hey yo, how many niggas is really makin' money now?   Know what I'm sayin'?      It's '98, I'ma tell y'all cats somethin'   This is the year of 'Do it or don't'   If you gon' do it, you better roll on with this crew cat, Juggy      People call me crazy but that's alright with me   They ask me why I'm hustlin', I say for the money      I duck down with Buckshot, Hoo Bang with Wu-Tang   Won't hesitate to slang, so money ain't a thang   Called Buck an' Dirty, asked them what they need   They said, ?Send me two thangs an' some L.A. weed?      So my belief is fuck the beef, all money the same   An' when I get to New York, I'ma show you the whoop game   I make a bitch stay down 'coz I'm that type of guy   Put the work on the Greyhound an' fly to the N.Y.      Hit the east coast with a pocket full of cheddar   Tan khakis on with a thick red sweater   They see me with some hoes, couldn't be better timin'   'Coz though a nigga G'd up, I got on big diamonds, so nigga what?      People call me crazy but that's alright with me   They ask me why I'm hustlin', I say for the money   Yo, I am comin' over to your spot tonight   I promise you, my baby, that I'm gon' do you right      Through the gusty wind, I roll with fifty men   Ready to get nifty an' shifty an' low   So what's the movements, yo? Let me know   'Coz when I come for motherfuckers, I'm comin' for throats      It was sad I bled but the red in my eyes shed   Light on the dark, I led the blind in sight   Now I got all of them inside   It's the reason why I do this an' I night ride      If you an' a nigga outside, say the word   An' I'ma splurge with my flight team, soarin' like birds   Missed it on the Friday with my nigga Cube   But the bomb blew Saturday when Mack lit the fuse      Who other than Buckshot come pick up the pieces   An' straighten niggas out like creases   Speak on it, yeah, nigga   Buckshot, ODB, Mack 10, back at it again      People call me crazy but that's alright with me   They ask me why I'm hustlin', I say for the money   Yo, I am comin' over to your spot tonight   I promise you, my baby, that I'm gon' do you right      Hey yo, most of you know me, some of you don't   When it comes to challengin', none of you won't   Arrange this battle to improve your style   It's a brother with a totally different profile      Most of you play cold front in your face   Hesitatin' on the rhymes, shoulda been Memorex   But you forgot, you'se an amateur   Mystery worshipper, yo, I prefer      I mind you, tease you, who's the boss?   Sucka amnesia, memory loss   Well, hit this, just quiet as kept   MCs on the charts from the start had slept      Let's take them, wake them, you should be woke   'Coz you take MC-in' for a practical joke   I present myself to be   A similar nightmare of an 'Amazing Story'      People call me crazy but that's alright with me   They ask me why I'm hustlin', I say for the money   Yo, I am comin' over to your spot tonight   I promise you, my baby, that I'm gon' do you right      Yo, you ain't hearin' nothin' but a drop of the dime [Incomprehensible], Know what I'm sayin'?   To all my dogs, I wanna give a shout out   To the [Incomprehensible], know what I'm sayin'?      You got my nigga, Mack 10   You got my nigga, Buckshot shorty   An' you got the one, Dirt Dog, know what I'm sayin'?   An' we gon' do it like sweat hogs, my nigga   This how we get down      People call me crazy but that's alright with me   They ask me why I'm hustlin', I say for the money      Hoo Bangin' Records, pushin' weight in '98   Cookin' nothin' but the bomb, you know what I'm sayin'?   'Coz we got 'The Recipe', fo' sho'