For the Love of Money The Roots (Ft. DJ Cash Money)

[Black Thought]
Yo yo, what the fuck, give us space
See ya'll up in the place and shit, fuck
Yo we 'bout to set it
We got my man DJ Cash Money on the one and two's
Knowmsayin, we 'bout to take ya'll back into the realm
It's like this yo yo, check it out, hold up yo
It's like yo
One to make you scream, two to make you shout
Come on Cash Money, let's rock yo well it's the

[Malik B]
M-A-L-the-I-K-B
Doin this since the early '80s
You try to play me, well I'ma play ya back
You know it's tipper-tap when I pay you back

[Black Thought]
Well it's the B-L-A-the-C-K Thought
It grab crab niggas on life support
I don't know what the fuck ya'll thought or what ya'll snort
Any rapper Steppin Into the Realm will get caught

[Malik B]
You got caught off-guard in the yard while you was buzzin
You worked your way outta the puzzle, all of a sudden
This shit, we hit you like Sixth and Bristol
We put it in your body till it make you disco