Key: C minor
Verse 1
Am
Em
Am
Em
Am
Now let's talk about dol lars,
sacks, paper,
dividends on the grind everyday
G
Am
life. Now let's talk about bank,
it makes the world go round,
G
chasing money every city every
Am
Now let's talk about this paper homie,
I'm getting paper homie,
G
that's the life of a west side laker homie.
Am
I guess I'm fucked what you think
And while you haters keep hatin'
I keep westside skatin'
G
Till the motherfuckin' rain you back
Am
talkin' about money,
you ain't talkin' to me
Keep it and move it to the fullest,
G
makin' money in beats
Am
I'm gettin' money in the streets,
I'm gettin' money in this rap shit
Haters rest in peace,
G
shoot them haters a casket
Am
That's it, I'm off to the next mission
Still climb to the competition,
G
fuck my opposition
Am
Voters talkin' that matters,
they ain't got no pot to piss in
While I'm catchin' flights out of state,
G
collect the digits
Am
And I'm back 2012,
Young and Dangerous is the album
Talkin' bout bank,
G
guess my moves be steady
clownin'
Am
While these fools be steady frownin',
tryna figure out how
One of my positions,
G
jealousy is for them clowns,
Am
but uh I'm not trippin',
these promoters showin' we love
All they see is Gucci luggage,
G
every time they pullin' up
Am
And this cash gets put in my hands,
just a wrap
Back in the days,
I only could dream about shit like that
Money, sacks, paper,
dividends on the grind
G
Am
Every day, life's let's talk about bank,
it makes the world go round
G
Chasin' money, every city in my
Am
Now let's talk about this paper, homie
I'm gettin' paper homie,
G
that's a life of a Westside Laker homie
Am
I get some fuck what you think
And while you haters keep hatin'
I keep Westside skatin'
G
till the motherfuckin' bank
Am
Back in the days I used to rock silver,
steady climbin'
Now when you see me all white,
G
gold and diamonds
Am
Used to wear letter belts,
only cost a dollar
Now it's Gucci, Louis, or Tommy Homie
I'm a baller, work hard, but I play harder
And my hustle got straight
G
from my mother
Am
Now my father in this Honda by my side
Yeah I call her Nina Rush,
she stay ready to blast
G
For all these levels poppin' off,
Am
take my family out to celebrate
These haters lost
and we don't care about the cost,
G
homie, I'm a boss
Am
And I floss at something sick,
behind some limo tick
And I've been making money
G
since Bill Clinton was the president
Am
And on the real, I thank God,
cause it's hella sick
Making money off this rap,
G
Am
talk about where I've been
And it hasn't been an easy life,
gang life, gunfights
Now let's talk about money
Sacks, paper, dividends on the grind,
everyday life
G
Am
Now let's talk about bank
It makes the world go round
G
Chasin' money every city an d
Am
Now let's talk about this pa per, homie
I'm gettin' paper, homie
G
That's the life of a Westside Lego
Am
I give a fuck what you think
And while you haters keep hatin'
I keep Westside skatin' to the
G
motherfuckin' bank, bitch
Am
So there you have it, homie
We talkin' bout banking
G
In 2012
Am
Fuck a recession or depression,
whatever, homie
All I see is progression,
Ain't nothin' but G's on my side
Let that shit be known worldwide
G
We represent for them G's
Am
For them G's we gon' ride
Movin' on this track,
I'm talkin' about that paper,
G
that cheese
Am
It's Westside to lie down
Westside, California,
G
Southern Side, ride homie
Am
High Power 4 Line
Makin' money every day,
G
all night homie, yeah
Am
G
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