Stoopid Cash

[Chorus {In Chop N’ Skrew Voice}]
Stupid ass niggas gettin' stupid ass cash
Stupid ass niggas gettin' stupid ass cash
Stupid ass niggas gettin' stupid ass cash
Rip-off city, my niggas on the mash
Stupid ass niggas gettin' stupid ass cash
Stupid ass niggas gettin' stupid ass cash
Stupid ass niggas gettin' stupid ass cash
Rip-off city, my niggas on the mash
(Now let's get back to business)

[Verse 1: G. Twilight]
I gotta get it in them large amounts
Stocks, bonds, six-figure bank accounts
Pistol in my lap as I drive, I'm cautious
Used to love this ghetto streets, but now they make me nauseous
So I'm saving my money from this straight drop crack
And then I leave Detroit
I won't come back
Noddin' off at red lights on the the first and the third
You’ll get left on the curb
If I give a word
Money's the only logical reason for violence
And if I have to use a pistol, it's gon' be silenced
“Rich Dad, Poor Dad”, big money, I'm gettin' it
Makin' power moves, I'm financially literate
Fuck a liability, I only buy assets
Those who try to stop the money, wind up in the casket
I'm a stupid motherfucka, but I'm smart with my money
And if you don't wanna die, don't take nothin' from me

[Chorus {In Chop N’ Skrew Voice}]
Stupid ass niggas gettin' stupid ass cash
Stupid ass niggas gettin' stupid ass cash
Stupid ass niggas gettin' stupid ass cash
Rip-off city, my niggas on the mash
Stupid ass niggas gettin' stupid ass cash
Stupid ass niggas gettin' stupid ass cash
Stupid ass niggas gettin' stupid ass cash
Rip-off city, my niggas on the mash
(Now let's get back to business)

[Verse 2: G. Twilight]
Stocks, bonds, IPOs, dividends
I'm so glad mama didn't put me on Ritalin
Fuck the niggas you shot, how much money you got?
Why you catchin' cases? I'm countin' big faces
Shit, nigga, please, I got enough guns
To fill the Empire State building full of $1’s
Supply curve, demand curve, GDP
Business administration, WC3
I'm slangin' balls, ounces, eighties, and half bricks
I'm slangin' everything, nigga, even dimes and nicks
Fuck a sole proprietorship, I'm a conglomerate
Crush mothafuckas 'fore they even get started
Open up a spot with that buttery yayo
It melt so good that the fiends can't say no, like I said before
I'm smart with my money
And if you don't wanna die, don't take nothin' from me (don’t do it nigga)

[Chorus {In Chop N’ Skrew Voice}]
Stupid ass niggas gettin' stupid ass cash
Stupid ass niggas gettin' stupid ass cash
Stupid ass niggas gettin' stupid ass cash
Rip-off city, my niggas on the mash
Stupid ass niggas gettin' stupid ass cash
Stupid ass niggas gettin' stupid ass cash
Stupid ass niggas gettin' stupid ass cash
Rip-off city, my niggas on the mash
(Now let's get back to business)

[Verse 3: Kurt-Kurt]
Okay, call me a young nigga, call me a dumb nigga
When I throw the stacks, they callin' me a stupid nigga
'Cause I get it stupid, nigga, what you think I'm stupid?
Nigga, short me on my dough? I bet I fuckin' pull it, nigga
On my dick lately, hoes don't play me
Niggas gettin' mad 'cause I'm fuckin' they lady
Shit don't phase me, I'm up in my zone
Get rich, boy, you need your fuckin' head on
I'm in the streets crazy, the hood gon' bang me
My niggas gettin' money, it's fuck you, pay me
Linwood baby, do you know what I rep?
AA-12 ready for a niggas chest
The game is like chess, so you gotta play smart
Some ain't real, so you gotta stay apart
And this is real shit, I never been broke
You niggas lookin' crazy, prayin' for some hope

[Chorus {In Chop N’ Skrew Voice}]
Stupid ass niggas gettin' stupid ass cash
Stupid ass niggas gettin' stupid ass cash
Stupid ass niggas gettin' stupid ass cash
Rip-off city, my niggas on the mash
Stupid ass niggas gettin' stupid ass cash
Stupid ass niggas gettin' stupid ass cash
Stupid ass niggas gettin' stupid ass cash
Rip-off city, my niggas on the mash
(Now let's get back to business)