Go Curren$y & Styles P (Ft. Daz Dillinger)

[Intro]
The Ghost
Curren$y
Daz (Daz, Daz, Daz)
Get money (Get money)
Money over bitches (Bitches, bitches)
Get money (Get money)
Get money (Get money)
Get money (Get money)
Styles P (Styles P)

[Verse 1: Styles P]
They say money can buy friendship
I get high and just listen to Jimi Hendrix
I kill you and your henchmen
Shot from your head to your fuckin' appendix
I know it's money over friendship
Brothers over money or everything is senseless
I do it for my niggas sentence
Left me speechless, couldn't say a sentence
Niggas relentless 'cause they rent-less
Still gonna move that weight, like the bench press
Catch me in N-O quarters, yeah, the French shit
That's where the hotel's at, I'm in the ward though
Catch me in the New York streets, I'm like the lord though
Not Christ like
Nigga trife like
I get'chu merc'd on the right night
Where your money at, what the dice like?