Video I made for The Game’s Money in LAX album. Sick album. I used almost every video of his, I suppose. Lyrics: [hook] Money For the money Money Money Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah Money [The Game] Kanye told me that “Jesus Walks” in ’04 But I grew up around Impala’s and drug lords Welcome to Los Angeles, palm trees and drug stores All we know is rocks and presidents like Mount Rushmore F**k the police, they hop out and bust doors I ain’t goin’ back to jail, nigga that’s what I flush for My money or my glock, who do I trust more? I don’t know, it’s probably the one that I touch more Guess it’s the green, ’cause paper motivate niggaz And my Rolex racist ’cause it hate niggaz I used to only sell 8′s like that Laker nigga Now I’m movin’ 24′s like I play at the Staples Center You might miss The Game so nigga don’t blink My Phantom stand out like Frank Lucas’ mink So go ahead and think, like Frank Lucas think Somebody’ll find your brains on the f**kin’ kitchen sink about (money) [Chorus] Dead presidents, big paper (“for the money”) Benjamins, skyscrapers, my niggaz get (“money”) My bitches get (“money”) like the strippers get From the block to the club I’ll make it rain (“money”) In California niggaz die (“for the money”) From the South to New York, them bullets fly for the (“money”) Don’t stop gettin’ (“money”) It don’t matter where you from If you hustle motherf**ker keep gettin’ that (“money”) [The Game] I get it, that Baby and Slim, Cash Money All the jewelry on …
