Money Sack Lyrics - Sharp On All 4 Corners: Corner 1 - E-40

Aaaw shit 

Aye, yo, farty, I'm home, nigga 

Welcome home, family 

Felt deep in the cut, dawg, groovie 

Four real niggas, four roogas 

Money on my mind as we bung straight boosin' 

Straight boosin' that new bay music 

Party on my lap as I cruise with my bad chick 

Bad chick, bad chick, badder than my last chick 

All my dudes, we spark a lot 

But we tottin' big pistols in the parkin' lot 

We on that dum' dum' dum' dum' dum' dum' shit 

My side ride or die on that where ya from shit? 

East oakland, where ye at, thug? 

Whip it whip it whip it bring it back plug 

Real nigga, ye ain't even gotta ask us 

Lost sum' real niggas so I'm tattered up 

Shy town pass so I'm 'get it up'! 

Niggas on the benz slidin' one lead eye 

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Woke up this mo'ning like fuck that (fuck it fuck fuck it fuck that shit) 

Man, it's time to get my money sack (I said man, it's time to get my money sack) 

Hustle hustle hustle hustle hustle 

Hustle hustle hustle hustle hustle 

Hustle hustle hustle hustle hustle 

Woke up this mo'ning like fuck that 

Opened up a loud pack and rolled a baseball bat 

This that power, that skunk, took a shower and grabbed my corpesmith 

A western 4-5th, leave a bitch nigga stiff 

From the beginning, my nigga, fo' I was straight to go 

I was plottin' on dope when I was hittin' briah 

Tried to make an honest dolla, didn't work fo' me 

So I did what I had to do for my family 

We on that dum' dum' dum' dum' dum' dum' shit 

Hit a bitch nigga with a drum stick 

Draggin' my knuckles on the crown like an ape 

Tougher than the three dolla state 

Psychedelic colors in my presidential 

I'm a real one, I ain't got no bitch potential 

Raised in a drug infested environment 

Free all of my real ones and solitary confinements 

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Woke up this mo'ning like fuck that (fuck it fuck fuck it fuck that shit) 

Man, it's time to get my money sack (I said man, it's time to get my money sack) 

Hustle hustle hustle hustle hustle 

Hustle hustle hustle hustle hustle 

Hustle hustle hustle hustle hustle 

My money sack, my money sack 

Gettin' that money sack 

Hey! out here gettin' it 

Baby, show 100 stacks 

Nigga, fuck that nigga, bitch! 

Aye aye aye aye aye aye aye 

Bitch! 

Woke up this mo'ning like fuck that (fuck it fuck fuck it fuck that shit) 

Man, it's time to get my money sack (I said man, it's time to get my money sack) 

Hustle hustle hustle hustle hustle 

Hustle hustle hustle hustle hustle 

Hustle hustle hustle hustle hustle