Chords for Bone Thugs N Harmony - Foe tha Love of $ Lyrics

[Em] For the love of money
Gotta [G] make that money man
The money man is still the [Bm] same now
Gotta make that money man
The money man is still the same now
Gotta make that [G] money man
The money man is still the [F#] same now
Gotta _ _ [G] _
_ get on the grind
Pop a clip of my 9
Bitch if this thick be the chalk it [E] fall at the right time
Gotta get mine, [Bm] ain't taking no shots [G] on the law since I put a pump
Call up my niggas and at home
Polish it up back 10 chrome
[E] Gotta lick we can hit so [G] bring your shit
Cause once again it's on
To the zone with a fifth of burnt my wig to the [Em] curb
So I'm swerving [F#] roadblocks to pick up the triple six
[Bm] Stuck in plot like the murder [G] of a robber
The dope pop smoke, your father may bond
So high now coming to slay with [Bm] both grenades
And a gauge I'ma play with till I'ma fall in the grave
Bent like, cleaning inmate [G] dry
Late, we spotted the place and quickly [Bm] rolled up
Wood those to the living room
Hopped out of the car and [G] started to blow up
A rock and a kaboom, it blew all them bodies
All over the room, [E] them doom
Ain't gotta move fast, [Bm] why the foe post coming
Not [G] just me, I make it so niggas don't think it's funny
I'm coming up quick [F#m] and then I quack
Cause [C#m] flesh be loving [Bm] this money
I'm giving up love to the hot bloods
All them [G] St.
Cliff dusters making that money
Stand on your [Bm] feet and you better believe
Gotta have that cheese for the green leaves never catch me sleep
Daily on the [G] grind, get mine
Stand down from a crime and I hit up the [F#m] 99
Give it up to [Bm] yeah, yo, making me say yo
Cornies, niggas and [G] jocks
Hit up a stick up and lick up that 211
Gotta get what's mine, been bailing
Me kicking up dust on me trailing, failing
187, that's how it is
And I gots to have it and I'm not quite
[Bm] Missing the check of me, let's still be real
Thugging on the clock, like creeping on the karma
Won't sleep [G] till I'm done up, gotta blaze me burn up
[Bm] Hunt up another pot and skin
Gotta make some grain for [G] some banana
Put up, gotta get that business on
Even though the food and [F#m] run is done
Me feeling lovely, but [Bm] I'm just in it
For the [G] love of the money
Gotta make that money, man
That money, man, it's here to [Bm] stay now
Gotta make that money, man
Gotta make that money, [G] man
Gotta _ make that money, _
_ _ _ [F#] man
Gotta make that money, [G] man
Gotta make that money, man
Standing on the corner
Straight slanging rocks
[B] Oh, shit, here [Bm] comes
A motherfucking cop, [G] so I dash
I duck, Santa hides behind
A tree, [B] making sure
Them [C#m] [Bm] motherfuckers don't see me
Now my fat sack of [G] rocks
Hell yeah, I stuffed them
[Bm] Police on my draws
I had to pause and yeah
It's [G] still motherfuckin'
Now [B] my game is tight
[C#] Tight [Bm] as fuck, it's my [G] game
Easy motherfucking EO
Eric Wright, it's all the same
[Bm] Now niggas might trip on how I stacks
My grip, I got to have it, bitch
Gotta make that [G] money, man
For the love of this [Bm] shit _ _ Motherfucker
_ [G] _ _ Gotta _ _ make that money, _ [F#] man
Gotta make that money, [Bm] man
Been doing it [G] left and right
This way, I'm on my prime, every time
Follow me down the [B] 99
And you will [C#m] find all [Bm] of me kind
Check out the [G] rips, them now drop down
Run them up out of me hood, rips
They wanna make [F#m] me grip, with me click
[G] Roll up with roflicks, the love I be
Put up in mud, buck up me punk blood
Got nothing to [F#m] lose, bitch
You better respect, rip, [Bm] or you best just check
This [G] love that's going down
Gonna bump it around, gonna win it, gang
[F#m] Bang, gotta make that money, [Bm] man
It's still the same, tell the [G] world the thing's wild
And finally now, wild, I take you up into a barrel of [F#m] a gun
Say, for the dub, [Bm] you're done, for the part I run
For the dub, I'm gang
Gang up in this [G] thug gang, some people's been creeping, been crawling
Off [F#m] on a mission, they're back in the days
When niggas [Bm] was battling with solos, they wanted [G] to get tight
When I took my side, little nigga, rip
Step up on that mission from my [B] island
You give up the [C#] cash, so that [Bm] what you wear
Scuse me, I'm a nigga [G] with some rep
Every tip you stole, man, you might just catch one
Till the ten fall [F#m] and I'm bone raw, dog
And [Bm] some niggas just make this shit simple and round
They catch one [G] nigga, me fell on one
I'm a nigga with some bullets, and that one, man, rip [C#m] it
Remember me, kill her [Bm]
now
[G] My money, me dig you, I'm sick of feeling
That they didn't get rich, if this bitch was slipping
I'll get [F#m] you with Ripyard and fuck you [Bm]
down
[G] Steady robbing and stealing, making a killing
Niggas broke dealing, needing a million
That's all [F#] in drugs, but it does be chilling
[Bm] For the money, these niggas [G] be selling off
And nigga, when you find a nigga thugging off
And grazing skulls, and when [F#] I stick you
And flick you up in my [Bm] right, get on my phone
[G] And dub and moan
_ _ Yeah, [Em] bone in the [Bm] motherfucking house
For the nine quarts, nigga
Yeah, rolling with ruthless [G] in this bitch
My nigga [F#m] lazy bone
Busy [Bm] bone, wishbone, [G] and fleshy bone
_ _ And I'm that nigga crazy bone
_ [F#m] In the motherfucking [Bm] house