All or Nuthin

[Intro: Ras Kass] No woman love me like the Hennessey It's all about the 'yac It's all about, uh, the 600s, property (Big thangs, nigga!) Take care of your kids, your momma The pussy you went up in, and the pussy you came out of Are the most important ones! It's all I'm saying Aside from that, yo niggas, it's all or nuthin' [Verse 1: Twista] All or nothin', fuck all the bluffin', won't let the po-po arrest me; Try to hit the deck to bless me But I'm still broke so I ride like Frank & Jesse But they can't catch me. Breakin' niggas off like a sawed-off Comin' for the fetty, man; my millimeter bringin' better things When I pull, like a better bang, so if I have to, I'mma let it rang Gotta handle my functions, but an outcome, I have a somethin Instead of nothin', haters hold me down And servin' thru a stickup or somethin' Now I gotta pick up the pump and let it ride All or nuthin, step aside, or you can hit the paper big time; You gon' murder like strychnine, wit' a grip nine, sever bitch time Cuz I gotta mine, and it's on [Verse 2: Ras Kass] You comin' up short like a million midgets masturbatin'; Masqueradin' as the most murderous madman militia My nigga Twista told me Monopolize, strategize, maximize, make money to win With career sinners enter center Turn ya whole placenta magenta, quintessential inventor Please, we C's and B's, VL's and GD's; Got OG's, OZ's, keys for these millionaire mo-neys Release your shells, my nigga; Knew the job was dangerous, when I took it, why's a player From Keyser Soze y'all how to walk crooked, look it Got a sophisticated ho mob With assassin bitches that give my shotgun barrel blow jobs So when the four stickin out like a sore toe thong It's no prob, vocally for sure squad, thorough man [Hook 2x] Gotta get that cash, gotta get that dough Stacks that you can't float Kick in the door, we on the floor, come up off a G and 2 hundred mo' Gotta get that cash, gotta get that dough Shit, all or nothin', no bluffin', if I have to, I'm bustin' [Verse 3: Twista] Nigga worthless to bones, like nickels to quarters Fallers to shot callers, all of gotta get the paper somehow For the school of the gun style, see me til the cops call us Hell brought us, to a situation where we gotta driveby Let the bullets from my nine fly, to murder who you was deprived by But I admit sometimes if it wasn't for crime I'd Probably be broke and homeless while the start keep it low goin, homeless So I'm hookin up wit Ras Kass, on some shit we can stack cash But if I have to pull back a rag fast, on that ass nigga [Verse 4: Ras Kass] These savage streets full wit jackas, racists, crackers and cannibals So it's understandable, why I'm half man, half animal Ridin' through the hood on my elephant like Hannibal See, I used to have dreams of fuckin' an R&B bitch And I used to dreams of bein' 21 and rich One outta two ain't bad, though, now I'm tryin' to be rich by age 25 Inshallah, I'll survive that new world abchao But you don't hear me [Hook 2X] [Verse 5: Ras Kass] Homeboy, my game's tight: I could talk the Virgin Mary out her panties the same night From a cocoon on the dark side of the moon The illest nigga existin', I know who you are: FUBAR, fucked up beyond all recognition In the middle of the ghetto I'm buildin' a casino Like Bugsy Siegel illegal employ niggas and Latinos Shootout wit the ATF and FEMA, to free C-BO, see dough They got me like Steven Biko, cept I pack vente cinqo Rowdy Los Angeleno, you got knocked the fuck out like Deebo [Hook 2X]