In Money We Trust Lyrics - Bun B

[Bun B] 

Now if you got it on yo mind 

I can get it off your chest 

Take it out yo mouth and I'm gon' take care of the rest 

No stress, just do-do, when I'm jumpin' out the 4-door 

Smoke 'll hit you like judo when you walk up to the yuko 

When I let the top down, sippin lean still ballin' 

TV's in the visors so the screens still fallin' 

Niggaz grab hustlin' I ain't finna break my neck 

I make some paper off this flow, but I got rich off respect 

Ask anybody who know me about my seeds 

Westside 9th street, I came up amongst the G's 

Crack game in 88, it took over shit I was there 

I stood on southern through texas and got my share 

And my nina on my waist, dope up in my jaw 

One eye for them fiends, one eye for that law 

Niggaz crooks as niggaz soft, so my rep is hard as steel 

Big Bun muthafucka, representin' for the trill 

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[Chorus - Chamillionaire] 

If you haters you gon' like us 

If you like us you gon' hate us 

But, one thing you can say is we some serious paper chasers 

'cause, friends turn to haters 

And, some turn to traitors 

But my money never changes (mhum) 

So in Money We Trust 

(repeat) 

[Chamillionaire] 

When white America stares at the pair of eyes in a colred face 

Can they see why he love to chase 

green fetti in a gutta place 

He grew up so he love the taste 

For diniro's hes a disgrace 

Denies that he's tellin' a lie lookin' right in his mother's face 

Can't reside, in his brother's 'states 

But out ridin' on dub's he take 

What's hidin' above his waist, and go ride out some other fake 

He's claimin' that he's real, but when he's not on that camera 

Hed rather give stuff to these hoes, like he's copyin' Santa 

When he's not on that camera, he's talkin' like he Pac with his grammar 

But he will not cock or pop the top of his hammer 

Money's the reason why rich people get red-dots on they flannels 

While bank-tellers gotta get down on the floor like Dave Banner 

Go ta spot in that 'Bama, and also got a spot in that channel 

Few people know I got a spot to stash that knot in Atlanta 

Don't trust the chick I with, she fine and mixed with another race 

But I keep the combination to my safe in a safe in another place 

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[Chorus - Chamillionaire] 

If you haters you gon' like us 

If you like us you gon' hate us 

But, one thing you can say is we some serious paper chasers 

'cause, friends turn to haters 

And, some turn to traitors 

But my money never changes (mhum) 

So in Money We Trust 

(repeat) 

[Slim Thug] 

A lot of folks say when Slim got a lil change he changed 

I ain't gon' lie yeah I changed, but it was for the better mayne 

When I was broke ain't have to worry bout gold-diggin' hoes 

When I was broke I ain't have to worry bout jackers tryin' to get my dough 

Haters bustin' the .44's, 'cause I'm stickin' they chicks 

I got a lot of best friends quick, when they heard I was rich 

And them niggaz I used to ride with, stack cash, get high with 

is the same niggaz on my side, them the same niggaz I'ma die with 

Some friends turn foes, and some men turn hoes 

But that's how the shit goes, when you ain't broke no more 

Money the root of all evil, it could help or hurt people 

You can't live without it so it tend to turn good guys evil 

A lot of folks love money, more then they love theyself 

I rather be dead then broke takin' death chances for wealth 

I know niggaz 'll kill you for scrilla and won't think twice to bust 

Yo life ain't worth shit to us, (mhum) IN MONEY WE TRUST! 

[Chorus - Chamillionaire] 

If you haters you gon' like us 

If you like us you gon' hate us 

But, one thing you can say is we some serious paper chasers 

'cause, friends turn to haters 

And, some turn to traitors 

But my money never changes (mhum) 

So in Money We Trust 

(repeat)