Yo, I got this plan to make some money.
    I want you to keep this [bad word] to yourself.
    At 6:15 am this [bad word] pulls out the post office.
    I'm like a shootin' wisher.
    Now it makes one stop
    before it goes to Sacramento,
    which is a mail drop-off
    at First Federal Loan and Savings.

I did whatever I could to get by
Slang dope jack people hands in the sky
When you livin' on the edge yeah holmie it's a high
You get caught up in the drama and eventually you die

Livin' in a hard world some are livin' lies
Son you better wise up and open up your eyes [bad word] it never easy holmie people will connive
Better have a hustle if you mean to survive

Why you're so greedy can you tell us all why
Look holmie believe me you're [bad word]  metal ply
For the dollar everybody is a target that's real
Talkin' is smog you're fate's signed and sealed

You could be the next one cross 'em in the path
What maybe if you do the math you can avoid the blood bath
All the money that we stole too weak to take greed
Give it to an honest man the money is still deep

    Dollar bill y'all
    Dollar bill y'all
    Dollar dollar dollar dollar dollar dollar bill y'all

Fiend for the mean green
Never get enough is a mother [bad word]  gangsta dream
For the love of the cash flow
You could live fast and you could die slow

Show where's the can bet your [bad word] you believe it
'Cause niggas that you know try hard to be schemin'
Work hard is [bad word] for everything to rock
You a dead mother [bad word] 'fore I get got

Fools got game floss and drop names
My move's faster than [bad word] train [bad word] the world don't ask me for [bad word] Catch you on your knees and you want some [bad word] 
Spot a gold [bad word] with a hairline trigger
Each root your name the reputation get bigger
For the love of the money, [bad word]  [bad word] Fools change and get all twisted up

    Dollar bill y'all
    Dollar bill y'all
    Dollar dollar dollar dollar dollar dollar bill y'all

Only if ya better keep your eyes peeled
'Cause you were talkin' for jacks and that's real
Whether you rap or do biz or [bad word] deal
Holmie for the dollar you can get yourself killed

He decided to jet it could happen with no discussion
Straps of all pain fools [bad word]  [bad word] 
For the green little papers jackin' your neighbors
But what if your neighbor put arms in his favor

Moved up the heater to mash you punk [bad word] Don't wanna earn [bad word] you wanna jack for the riches
Nothin' in life's for free my [bad word] learn that
You burn someone they might just burn back

Scorchin' niggas to the third degree
Auh y'all triggers deserve to be
Put out of you misery your history son
When your body disappears then the [bad word] 
    Dollar bill y'all
    Dollar bill y'all
    Dollar dollar dollar dollar dollar dollar bill y'all