The Money Lyrics - Mobb Deep

[Chorus:] 

Stop smilin', be still do nothin' but the money 

(Leavin' permanent scars, like getting splashed on the island) 

Stop smilin', be still do nothin' but the money 

(Gimme yours, or get your manhood taken) 

Stop smilin', be still do nothin' but the money 

(Put you on your back, send you on your way, yo good lookin) 

Stop smilin', be still do nothin' but the money 

[Verse 1: Havoc] 

Hey yo what you wanna do with that black deuce deuce 

Hit you up, take that cash you ain't slug proof dude 

Takin yours to survive 

It's only matter of time 

I'm snatchin, livin grimy, runnin, never look back 

The root of evil got me acting like that 

Life ain't a game, the streets is mortal combat 

I wasn't blessed with the silver spoon 

Since my born, I was doomed, confined to one room 

Now you a customer 

Copping from natural born hustlas (that's what he thought kid) 

Stupid son, he get extorted 

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[Chorus] 

[Verse 2: Prodigy] 

Open your eyes, get wise, and look alive, pay attention 

I'm manifestin, my slugs be leavin'niggas guessing 

Time is of the essence, and yours is runnin out fast 

You won't last, livin out your life like that 

You shoulda got down with my crew, slingin cracks international 

But instead, you wanna merge with the rivals 

And moves like that could end up, homicidal 

You suicidal, and I'm (alive on arrival) 

Play the drug game with precision, and never with division 

I'm tryna see addition 

Food to fill my kitchen 

Some faggot niggas snitchin givin info 

We'll do a drive by, in a stolen black pinto 

With tinted windows, bullets will flurry through your system 

Your man ran, lucky for him, because we missed him 

We'll catch him on the rebound, but see now 

We tryna make this money and you tryna stop me, what's it gonna be now 

You stand up to my crew and get laid down 

On the ground with the big four pound 

You hear the sound on the other side of town 

Where caps get peeled 

Break you off, love, love, give you somethin to feel 

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[Chorus] 

[Verse 3: Havoc] 

You don't have to tell me twice 

I know when to chill when I have to 

But if I have to, I'll still clap you 

I'll crack through your fortress 

You couldn't hold it down, so you lost it 

No crew could withstand the forces 

Never second guess me, just bless me 

Stop smilin, bodies stackin, dead presidents pilin 

We wildin, lifted, terror three sixes 

They got a petition, for my conviction 

Rise to the occasion 

When it's time for blazin, on the 41st side 

Niggas is cravin for drama, we can handle it 

It ain't nothin cause we use to it 

It's all good, the hood we ran through it since young 

It used to be candy, but now it's guns 

Stickin niggas son, my job ain't done 

[Chorus]