Get That Cash

[Verse 1: Kuwait]
Water comes to boil in a pot
Tony Montana in a jar formed a rock
Competition pushing trash, me got that [?]
Go get that cash
Record stores are 8 to 20 dollars a cd
My homie got [?] burning for a dollar a piece
That’s a nine dollar profit quick fast
Go get that cash
Ran a truck in a jewelry store window with guerrilla plans
Had to see it with my hands, worth over hundred grand
Not bad for a smash-and-[?]
Go get that cash
18 wheeler in the hood, stolen goods
Ran labels from Sony, Bose and Kenwood
Get it while it here, hot and dash
Go get that cash

[Refrain: Kuwait]
Is there a honor ‘mong thieves? Not in Babylon
‘cause Frank, Jack, Nicky and Washington

[Verse 2: Kuwait]
I can’t think ‘cause I ain’t ate
Them fools can’t even wait and won’t share they plate
And I ain’t asked to be born in a world where money is god
So I eat you before I starve
You saying fuck my babies when you won’t give me a job
And you know the economy is fucked up and times is hard
So I’m digging in the crack of your ass
Go get that cash
I’m in your town on your corner in front the [?] store
With DVDs, CDs and more
So go in your stash before my beanie turn into a mask
Go get that cash
Mama gotta get it how she live
She strip, suck, take long hard dick, push dope and babysit kids
Plus graduated at the top of her class
Go get that cash

[Refrain: Kuwait]
Is there a honor ‘mong thieves? Not in Babylon
‘cause Frank, Jack, Nicky and Washington

[Verse 3: K-Rino]
Prostitution, money-laundering and drug-trafficking
Make a stack and then start over and flip it back again
Being broke is like living in hell
And boys even got newborn babies for sale
We done seen, we done pulled every possible caper
Small licks like selling food stamps for paper
From the city where they jack quick and hustle the best
Where they’ll snatch your birthday money off of your chest
And it’s a bum on every corner, a trick in every scene
A hustler on every block with a fist full of green
Gotta add to your stash when them ones get lonely
Tryna get it how ya can, I ain’t mad at ya homie
Walking down, looking on the ground, tryna find some
You can’t count how many people done died behind crumbs
Big bank take little bank and swallow it up
If you [?] with the first hustle, just follow it up, homie
99% of all hustles are illegal
Murder to the government, power to the people yeah