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campaigning - dj sound lyrics

[intro: rakim & ?]
stop smilin’, be still, don’t nothin’ move but the money
man sure, ’cause you guys got tough
out for the money
man sure, ’cause you guys got tough
stop smilin’, be still, don’t nothin’ move but the money
man sure, ’cause you guys got tough
out for the money
man sure, ’cause you guys got tough

[verse 1: dirty red]
i’m f*cked up, i got to get my ass in
so i go home, get them thangs and a mask, mane
’cause right about now i’m thinkin’ about the cash flow
went to the first suspect house, kicked in the door
i said drop off, ho, you know this sh*t is gettin’ thick
you better get me to the safe before a n*gga cl!ck
and all the time i’m thinkin’ about the m*o*n*e*y
before i leave, everybody must die
money or murder, that’s what i was yellin’
with the ak in my hand i shot the fan from the ceilin’
twenty*two g’s, five ki’s, now i’m ass in
livin’ like an assassin so i started blastin’
i got the yam and the cheese now i’m outie
out on the track and these n*ggas wanna crowd me
i pulled my gat and started lookin’ crazy
and b*tch, move, you’ll be pushin’ up daisies
see, i’m the type of n*gga that gotta have that cash flow
i don’t care how it come, ’cause i gotta have more money
i’m constantly stackin’, artillery packin’, straight jackin’
so drop off, ho, you know i gotta have that dough
so make this sh*t better, mane, or i make this sh*t worst
i be the n*gga determine who will i hurt
now i’m standin’ in the kitchen with the triple beam out
i’m cookin’ up a quarter cake i’m finna get vowed
my business is ’bout the game i call hustle
and when i got the ski mask on, is all about muscle
money makin’ and crackin’ standin’ on the track and makin’ my ends ’cause they catch me slippin’, i’m goin’ straight to the pen
so i remain to be a hustler, mastermind at all time on you busters
i’m servin’ tens for the twentie, nickels for the fifteen because i’m all about that f*ckin’ green
it was the route that i chose to take, and it’s your life if you choose to fake
now i’m standin’ out mackin’ to the ho
get my bet in like a n*gga is supposed
’cause i’m a player and the b*tches know that, g
i am the n*gga called dirty r*e*d
so watch your back’ cause i’m creepin’ with that thang
i’ll take you out if you’ll think it was a game
creepin’ on a n*gga with a ak*47, crack your dome with that thang, send your ass straight to heaven
’cause i’m a menace to society, peace out, you better watch me, b*tch
[outro: rakim & ?]
out for the money
out for the money
out for the money
man sure, ’cause you guys got tough
stop smilin’, be still, don’t nothin’ move but the money
out for the money
man sure, ’cause you guys got tough
stop smilin’, be still, don’t nothin’ move but the money
out for the money
out for the money

- dj sound lyrics

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