Money Grimm (Ft. Baby Bash & Lucky Luciano)

[Verse 1: Grimm]
I gots to get
My money, my scrilla, my scratch, my cash flow
I'm straight to the front
Fuck the back door
Player with the blunt, stuck in mack mode
Lady on my lump, what's up with that ho
She wacko
Don't fuck with my stack, though
If it do, catch a few in the back bone
Get ya key to the crew from the capo
Mack mode to jack mode, blastin' ya cast, though
Put my guns in my fun
Pullin' all the stunts
Movin' all the tons, we the ones
Went from crumbs in the slums
Living in a dung'
Now I'm doin' lunch like a trump
Once
Was a man so, broke
Had no hope, and that's no, joke
Crunk
Since my hands hold dope
The can so cold, the man don't know
Don't stand so close to me
Now I got the FEDs all over me, someone said that
You can hear them tell police, that I hold the things
And I'm foldin' these and I mold the C's