Money (The Kush) King T (Ft. Dr. Dre)

[Verse 1: King T]
I never wanted to work for muthafuckas
That told me what to do, so I did my own thing
Sometimes shit got thick, but I made it through
Now I'm stacking chips everytime the phone ring
I'm in a world of liars and carnivores
Caught between fires, dope dealin' suppliers
But I must maintain, think on a level much higher
This shit ain't worth a 25 to lifer
People always asking me how I made it in this trade
Papparazzi got my biz front page
Well, all I gotta say is it's a good livin'
Beside cars and women this shit gets the bills paid

[Chorus: Dawn Robinson + King T]
(People of the world, what we're livin for?)
That money (Money) fast money (Money) yeah
(People of the world, what we're dyin for?)
That money (Money) fast money (Money) yeah
(Everybody's goin crazy for...)
That money (Money) fast money (Money) yeah
(Fuckin with your head, I can get some of yo...)
Money (Money) cash money (Money) yeah

[Verse 2: Dr. Dre]
How many niggas can say they got they own...
...got they shit together, got a a nice stash to do whatever?
Ah, you're sittin at home
Hatin on the next man that's makin cheddar
Tryin to get his shit together
I dreamed of hittin licks when I first got in the mix
Way back when DJ's was heavy in the crates for breaks
And ain't a damn thing changed
But me movin out the firin range to a plushed out estate
Small technicalities y'all heard for years
Niggas with the problems always out to battle me
But I gets my swerve on, don't give a fuck
It's just a nigga talkin shit about his bullshit salary