Letra Money 2 Fold de Bad Azz original

F/ Kurupt, Snoop Dogg

Kurupt> (Bad Azz)
Yo what's up? (Aiyyo, what's up Kurupt)
A nigga feel so low that I can't come up
Dippin down the 101 blazin smoke
A trunk full of beats for y'all to go

Bad Azz>
Kurupt, Snoop, let's do the damn thang
Show all the little homies how the Dogg Pound bang

Snoop Dogg>
Dash, fast, the upper class
Went from low life to a brotha with cash

Bad Azz>
Spendin all of my time and like half my cash
Went from smokin dimes to smokin mafia bags
Went from sometimes to smokin all in the bath
And Lord knows I might host the Weed Award Show

Snoop Dogg>
I'm lookin for the 105 gettin off the 405
Be with this bad bitch, she livin in the south
I'm met her at the club with my nigga Gotti
5-3, thick, with a lot of pride

Kurupt> (Snoop Dogg)
That's what I love about the homes (What's that?)
Its just like a nigga gettin trained, the homie spittin game
This shit makes no sense
I'm tryin to make a dollar out of 15 cents

Bad Azz>
Money and funny niggas don't mix at all
And Cali's the perfect whether to get your chips and ball
So you can touch it while you're here or die without
I'd rather have it, since it really don't matter

Hook: 2x>
The world spin around much longer
They thought that the West Coast leave
But we still be float
Mo' money 2 fold
Nigga ice cold
Mo' money 2 fold

Kurupt>
A G is a G which we all know
A bitch is a bitch as a hoes a hoe
Watch as I strut these, cousin, I'ma bank em bank em
Dammit, it feels good, gangsta

Bad Azz>
Its three gangstas in a Cadillac
With tv's, cd's, some weed and three weeks
Chucks and French braids, blunts and gold chains
Hats and white T's, fag acts like po-lice

Snoop Dogg>
When we on the East Coast we get nothin but love
All up in the club, DJ holla'd out who we was
I looked around, seen some MC's and grabbed the mic
And then I lit they ass up to keep the party on the high

Kurupt> (Bad Azz)
Hit me on the Mottorola holla at the homie
What's up sittin down sippin a Corona (What's up Kurupt!)
About to dip through, blaze up a quarta
Ounce, bounce with the homies and make the tour bounce

Bad Azz>
I like my Hennesey with Coke, I like my weed cronic smoke
I like my, Gin straight, my Benjamin's big faced
My women get big face, my niggas get big lace
Big homes and big Bentley's coup and star chrome

Snoop Dogg>
We rollin through the wild wild west
No respect to the click, who keeps it so dick
Most niggas probably wanna bust us or even duck us
But the thing is we doin the right thing so you niggas can't touch us

Hook>
The world spin around much longer
They thought that the West Coast leave
But we still be float
Mo' money 2 fold
Nigga ice cold
Mo' money 2 fold

Bad Azz>
I been no one fuck a little bit give me a lot
I want a steak not an 8-gun on a block
I want a skyscraper, not no apartment building
And I want billions in case I got part with millions

Kurupt>
In case anybody ain't reach the top, that's cause they ain't deserve to
Now shut the fuck up before I get my guns out
And I ain't playin no games
So check a nigga I ain't sayin no names

Snoop Dogg>
How move it, who I move, but that's what they want
But they just can't see me, I slide up on em
Nigga that don't work his shit up off a coke
Work that bitch from a corner into a comba, nigga ya wanna?

Kurupt>
Dippin down the block where all the homies at
Fleetwoods and Lax on the homies straps
Nigga I rise for the hood home boy
What up Dogg, it all ain't good home boy

Snoop Dogg>
Like we said before, your face to the floor
We holding up your motherfucking candy store
And don't nobody get up til we hit the door
I said lay down and don't get up!

Kurupt>
Dogg Pound gangstas in grey and blue

Bad Azz>
Took over the world just by staying true
You can bang to the boogie and hang out all late
But get some money 2 fold cause the game don't wait

Hook: 3x>
The world spin around much longer
They thought that the West Coast leave
But we still be float
Mo' money 2 fold
Nigga ice cold
Mo' money 2 fold