Fast Money 
Might be yo last money 
Quick to blast, for the cash money 
Squabbin' over past money 
Lookin' for spots to stash money 
Fast Money 
Might be yo last money [Dutches:] 
Everytime 
I meet a niggarow 
They ass wanna hit it 
And you tell them 
HELL NO! They ass go to talkin' shit 
I never gave a flyin' fuck about how this niggas feelin' 
Just because 
I let them eat the pussy they think we did it 
Slow down honey love 
I think you better pump yo brakes 
If you had the feelin' we was makin' love that shit waz fake 
My pussys tight 
That's why you niggas want to get up in it 
Just come talk to me (it cost a fee) nigga won't you spend it 
Never trust these fools hollarin' they single 
Bitches don't be stupid 
They be liein' 
You know these niggas mingle 
Yo bitches got bad fuckin' niggas on the first night 
Then hollarin' that shit about how a man don't treat them right 
Bitches be talkin' about fuckin' niggas 
I'm buckin' niggas 
To get closer to me is some lucky niggas with (the scrilla) 
Niggas better break me off a lil somethin' 
Playas better have they money pumpin' 
Before we do some grindin' and bumpin' [Chorus x2] [Mac Dre:] 
I'm hungry for the cabbage 
The Swabbage 
Need a bank 
I done sold everything from weed to crank 
But now I need to think 
How many of my niggas got kilt? 
Blood spilt 
Done dilt 
Cap pilt For that bad scrill 
I'm past will 
Pin a picture a criminal conduct 
Cause nigga when 
I'm stuck 
My (trigga)comes unstuck 
I don't give a fuck 
Life is a hustle 
If you wanna come up 
You gotta flex that muscle 
Niggas with little hearts 
Get little bread 
Some niggas is satisfied with puss and a little head 
It's been said 
Fuck that bitch get rich 
We about it 
Now without it 
Get yo grits 
Be cautious 
Cause it's crosses 
Get caught up, brought up on charges 
And some take loses 
Do you thang 
Sell dope, hit licks 
Cause sometimes it's manditory to get those quick grits [Chorus x2] [Kokane:] (Yeah) 
My nigga Mac 
Dre sellin' kite to me 
He was into (Lompoc) 
I was in (Tehachapi) 
Don't let it red 
When we hook up we gonna have a fat sack (Don't sell these raps like crack) 
Nigga, I make big bread (from the night time 'til the sunny) 
Real gangters don't (brag) about money 
Nigga, this game 
I look up to all day 
Changin' our name from the mafia to (corporate) (It's like early mornin' in the kitchen, cookin' up dope on the grill) 
Nigga, I keeps it real [Chorus x4]