In Money We Trust

[Bun B] Now if you got it on yo mind I can get it off your chest Take it out yo mouth and I'm gon' take care of the rest No stress, just do-do, when I'm jumpin' out the 4-door Smoke 'll hit you like judo when you walk up to the yuko When I let the top down, sippin lean still ballin' TV's in the visors so the screens still fallin' Niggas grab hustlin' I ain't finna break my neck I make some paper off this flow, but I got rich off respect Ask anybody who know me about my seeds Westside 9th street, I came up amongst the G's Crack game in 88, it took over shit I was there I stood on southern through texas and got my share And my nina on my waist, dope up in my jaw One eye for them fiends, one eye for that law Niggas crooks as niggas soft, so my rep is hard as steel Big Bun muthafucka, representin' for the trill [Chorus - Chamillionaire] If you haters you gon' like us If you like us you gon' hate us But, one thing you can say is we some serious paper chasers Cuz, friends turn to haters And, some turn to traders But my money never change us (mhum) So in Money We Trust (repeat) [Chamillionaire] Wipe the mirror cuz there's a compare of eyes in a colored face Can they see why he love to chase Green fetti in a gutta place He grew up so he love the taste For diniro's he love disgrace Denies that he's tellin' a lie lookin' right in his mother's face Can't reside, in his brother's 'states But out ridin' on dub's he take What's hidin' above his waist, and go ride out some other fake He's claimin' that he's real, but when he's not on that camera He rather gets something fully colds, like he's copyin' Santa When he's not on that camera, he's talkin' like he cock with his grammar But he will not cock go pop, at the top of his hammer Money's the reason why rich people get red-dots on they flannels While bank-tellers gotta get down on the floor like they Banner Gotta spot in that 'Bama, and also gotta spot in that channel Few people know I gotta spot to stash that knot in Atlanta Don't trust the chick I with, she fine and mixed with another race But here's the combination to my safe, if I'm sent to another place [Chorus - Chamillionaire] If you haters you gon' like us If you like us you gon' hate us But, one thing you can say is we some serious paper chasers Cuz, friends turn to haters And, some turn to traders But my money never change us (mhum) So in Money We Trust (repeat) [Slim Thug] Alot of brauds say when Slim got a lil change he changed I ain't go lie yeah I changed, but it was for the better mayne When I was broke ain't have to worry bout gold-diggin' hoes When I was broke I ain't have to worry bout jackers tryin' to get my dough Haters bustin' the .44's, cuz I'm stickin' they chick I got alot of best friends quick, when they heard I was rich And them niggas I used to ride with, stack cash get high with Was the same niggas on my side, them the same niggas I'ma die with Some friends turn foes, and some men turn hoes But that's how the shit goes, when you ain't broke no more Money the root of all evil, it could help or hurt people You can't live without it so it tend to turn good guys evil Alot of folks love money, more then they love theyself I rather be dead then broke takin' death chances for wealth I know niggas 'll kill you for scrilla and won't think twice to bust Yo life ain't worth shit to us, (mhum) IN MONEY WE TRUST! [Chorus - Chamillionaire] If you haters you gon' like us If you like us you gon' hate us But, one thing you can say is we some serious paper chasers Cuz, friends turn to haters And, some turn to traders But my money never change us (mhum) So in Money We Trust (repeat)