Just Getting My Money Lyrics - Singles - Crucial Conflict

Just getting my money 

All the girls in the world wanna ride wit me 

Just getting my money 

I'm a Chi-town playa can't you see 

Just getting my money 

Mack all the way what can I say 

Just getting my money 

I'm the prince of the funk and it sounds this way 

Introducing myself 

As the chief-king Cold Hard 

Looking cold like the blow 

Of wind smoke like a bodyguard 

Slick as the slickest 

Slicker you can thinka 

Screw me ya goofy trick 

And then I'll switch ya 

Got me all hot when haters be at me 

Tryin' ta kick off something 'cause I be jazzy 

But I don't trip at all, I keep on macking 

Sit back relax as my ends keep on stacking 

Check it out I strut 

Peeping all the good butts 

Can I get it on you, can have a cut 

Of a potent raw dope party 

That have you peeped in one hit 

Of the key to mack, have you freaking 

Straight game from the Chi-town 

The fly town, stop fighting all you fat girls 

I'ma thousand grammes so act clown 

Playas hated looking faded 

Ain't that funny, dummy 

Yo girl be giving up the money 

Just getting my money 

All the girls in the world wanna ride wit me 

Just getting my money 

I'm a Chi-town playa can't you see 

Just getting my money 

Mack all the way what can I say 

Just getting my money 

I'm the prince of the funk and it sounds this way 

Brothers like me you know, I have ta ball a bit 

Out wit the Conflict and you know we runnin' it 

My fellas told me there's a gang hanging on the road 

Rolling down the window macking on these 3-0-4's 

They creeping peeping to the game but they all the same 

Rolling 'round wid me this trying ta get up in yo brain 

But I maintain mine and I gotta claim mine 

Running wid them renegades stepping in between lines 

We rolling up the vibes, stepping in the 9-5 

Kilo, Cold Hard and the Never wid the Wild Style 

Freaks in Deca-T West side and Chi-Town the best 

'Cause we westbound put 2 up on ya chest now 

Bow down, bow-wow yo yippee-yay 

Crucial Conflict's got 'em in the barn smoking on hay 

But still it's on to the break a dawn, dawn of the day 

As I chill wid the Conflict, just getting my money! 

Just getting my money 

All the girls in the world wanna ride wit me 

Just getting my money 

I'm a Chi-town playa can't you see 

Just getting my money 

Mack all the way what can I say 

Just getting my money 

I'm the prince of the funk and it sounds this way 

Straight for the hood I be live 4-5 by my side 

As I ride on the funky track bumpin' yo back 

In the 'Lac we be like snicking a mix like this 

Every single day when I play my way 

'Cause it ain't no thing for me ta just chill 

Got my money in my pocket everything is real 

Who is me? What is me? Could you be like me? 

Creepin' it's the weekend and I'll be sneaking 

Bass penetrate my chest when I'm off the cess-sime 

Ya see the mack make it easy 

All a y'all freaks we can party all night 

Throw ya hands in the s-k-y put 'em up high 

Sweet, beet, good enough ta eat 

Get ya champagne glasses drink is on me 

To all you MCs, playas indeed, it's the wicked Wild Style 

And I'd like ta say peace 

Just getting my money 

All the girls in the world wanna ride wit me 

Just getting my money 

I'm a Chi-town playa can't you see 

Just getting my money 

Mack all the way what can I say 

Just getting my money 

I'm the prince of the funk and it sounds this way