The Curse Of Money (Explicit)

The Curse Of Money (Explicit) - Ice Cube (冰塊酷八)/Mack 10

Hey wassup Cube

Man I'm glad I caught you at your momma' house homey

Wassup man You still got your pager right or you lost it

Y'know my code right I been pagin you for about a week man

I heard about the deal ya got

Greed Khop

Check this out you owe a ni**a somethin man

Do the math baby do the math (Ch-ching)

Do the math baby do the math (Ch-ching)

Do the math baby (The curse the curse)

Do the math baby (The curse the curse)

It's the curse of money once you get it fool you got it

Buy a new pair of drawers and motherf**kers spot it

Niggas plotted to have me knotted up in basements

Till these cocksuckers see what they're faced with

Their fantasies of a life stress-free

Full of orgies in the Florida Keys

But this bullshit is so thick it's like mountains

Sick of threatenin all my lawyers and accountants

The decibals gold diggers goin for the testicles

Soon they realise I don't invest in hoes

Sometimes it's like hell on earth

When everybody tryin to get your a** for all your worth

It's the curse

(The curse the curse) Do the math baby

(The curse the curse) Do the math baby

(The curse the curse) Do the math baby

(The curse the curse) Do the math

When you hot they think you got more than you got

When you not motherf**kers callin you a flop

I just laugh the curse everybody wanna have

Before you sell your soul better do the math

I start to scream sh*t like ＂May day may day＂

Cos motherf**kers think it's all grav-ay wit my pay day

And like I said it's the curse of money

They start laughin at your jokes when they ain't that funny

See this a** kissin yes man

Shakin hands with the left hand get my weap-an get to stepp-an

F**k every phony a** ni**a round me

Stick a shaft up your a** like Richie Roundtree

Got to have some gas money if you goin

If not who you f**kin Who you flowin Who you owin

In '98 don't sh*t come free

Not even hard rhymes that's describin these hard times

(The curse the curse) Do the math baby do it

(The curse the curse) Do the math baby aha

(The curse the curse) Do the math baby

(The curse the curse) Do the math ooh wee

When you hot they think you got more than you got

When you not motherf**kers callin you a flop

I just laugh (haha) the curse everybody wanna have

Before you sell your soul better do the math

To relax I smoke a stick the sh*t make me sick

Gotta gang of new homies and relatives on my dick

No time for drama busters get sprayed

B**ches wanna get layed and everybody need their bills paid

Motherf**kers sweat me like a spy

They wanna kick it cos I got the curse of mulah

Make me wanna start scrappin and look at me to make it happen

What the f**k was they doin before Mack 10 was rappin Tell me

(What the f**k ) how can I remain a man of seven figures

When I'm rushed by gold diggers everytime I get bigger (Ch-ching)

Like David Banner when I tweak I turn green

And everytime I'm seen it's like people start to fiend

It's the curse

(The curse the curse) Do the math baby

(The curse the curse) Do the math baby

(The curse the curse) Do the math baby

(The curse the curse) Do the math

When you hot they think you got more than you got

When you not motherf**kers callin' you a flop

I just laugh the curse everybody wanna have

Before you sell your soul better do the math

Better do it

The curse the curse

Do the math baby get the f**k outta here

Do the math baby with dollar signs in your eyes

Do the math baby ha ha sheeit

Do the math

Leave your a** broke

Rabbit ears ni**a for pockets

I'm cursed but I love it