Lyrics: Layzie Bone: Thugz Nation: Mind Of This Money (Featuring Krayzie Bone)
Lyrics: Layzie Bone: The Collection Street Edition: Mind Of This Money (Featuring Krayzie Bone)
Chorus: Layzie Bone
I can’t keep my mind off this money
My hands off my heat
Man I don’t know what’s wrong with me
I’m so gone
I’m out here so strong
And I’m stuck in these streets
I run the streets
What’s wrong with me
The weed and the X and the Hennessy
Got me on point for my enemies
I dump when I dump
Ain’t no turning back
Bone niggas ain’t never been industry
I can’t keep my mind off my money
My hands off my heat
Man I don’t know what’s wrong with me
Layzie Bone
Them original niggas put stains in the game
It’s bloody mo’ murda from grit to the grain
I’m strapped with that Nina
That’s never gon’ change
You know what I mean
I go out with a bang
I’m fresh out the hood
Doin’ everyday thangs
Tell Hollywood niggas
That shit is in danger
Don’t act like you know me
‘Cause Lay still that stranger
This shit was all lame until I rearranged it
Hold up stop
And can I get my props?
Collect my prop, let’s head back to The Glock
Where the thugs that’s real
And ain’t afraid to kill
At least ’round here nigga back get watched
From a whole ‘nother planet like an astronaut
The only problem that we have is the bastard cops
But we slash on ’em
Blast on ’em
Drag ’em out
Gotta keep that money comin’ in a faster route
Chorus: Layzie Bone
I can’t keep my mind off this money
My hands off my heat
Man I don’t know what’s wrong with me
I’m so gone
I’m out here so strong
And I’m stuck in these streets
I run the streets
What’s wrong with me
The weed and the X and the Hennessy
Got me on point for my enemies
I dump when I dump
Ain’t no turning back
Bone niggas ain’t never been industry
I can’t keep my mind off my money
My hands off my heat
Man I don’t know what’s wrong with me
Krayzie Bone
Man even militant niggas pay me what they owe me
I’m still a gutter nigga
Act like you know me
I shoot or cut a nigga
Runnin’ up on me
Put up or shut up nigga
Quit actin’ phony
Never been Hollywood
Always been ’bout the hood
If you was lookin’ for trouble
We got it good
Serve ’em murda like real true riders should
Fuck ’em up with a pump
Now that’ll do it
Get into it when I’m hustlin’
Nine to five I’m strugglin’
Time to grind
Stumblin’
Tryin’ to shine
Get up and I wonder when is it my time to fly high
A nigga so stressed
I puff on the weed so hard my chest pains
Cause by hearin’ the way I flow it
Nobody would know it
I gotta get help man
Chorus: Layzie Bone
I can’t keep my mind off this money
My hands off my heat
Man I don’t know what’s wrong with me
I’m so gone
I’m out here so strong
And I’m stuck in these streets
I run the streets
What’s wrong with me
The weed and the X and the Hennessy
Got me on point for my enemies
I dump when I dump
Ain’t no turning back
Bone niggas ain’t never been industry
I can’t keep my mind off my money
My hands off my heat
Man I don’t know what’s wrong with me