East Coast nigga if ya wit me let me hear ya say East Coast

East Coast nigga if ya wit me let me hear ya say East Coast

[JT Money]

I want the jackpot

The gats the yachts the fat knots the big house

And fly bitches I can dig out

I need a room for every day of the week

But right now it's kinda hard tryin to stay on my feet

I gotsta hide it

Dolla bill dreams of a poor HUSTLA

And I get's money wit no BUSTA

That's why I dont fuck wit a lot of niggaz

Cuz hoe niggaz foul out bout gold diggerz

See im a nigga tryin to get by

Get high

And get that money right so I can get fly

I want the finer (???) skins the leathers

Wake up every mornin wit 2 bitchez in bed

Im high foreva

Lazer beams guard my door

Champagne bottles on the floor from the nite before

Da money man be's the illest

I mean foreallist

Killa gets hot man like phillis

[talking]

Hey you J you know we gotta put it down baby

Know what im sayin

We gotta put it down for the 9-9 know what im sayin

You gonna put it down

[Chorus]

Keepin my mind over matter

People walkin 'round talkin that chit chatter

Aint nothin goin on but the rain around here

It's about all who you know

Pound for pound

Toe to toe

Blow for blow

Aint nothin goin on but the rain around here

[JT Money]

E'verthangs addictive sex, drugs and gamblin

Fat chunks, fly cars, bitchez and gun handlin

Niggaz goin out for the goods dont believe me

Im tryin to move on up like Georgia Wheezy

But shit aint easy

E'verythangs a hustle

Cracka's out to rush you

Niggaz out to touch you