Make Some Cash – Capital Tax – letras

[TMD]Up early in the morn, all night, had no sleepTired as hell, but broke as glass on the streetStomach crazy whylin, I ain’t had no grubShould I mug? (nah) So I jump my ass in the tubBounce in, bounce out, I get dressed and like break outCan’t be lackadaisy, cause life’s really crazyWithout the green papes, you don’t exist, it’s amazinSo I do what I gotta, yo check it(« Me and you Ty we gonna make some cash » -> Slick Rick)Put on my old sneakers, my ripped up jacketand my dirty Lee’s, cause the shits be saggindown to my knees if I let embut not from dollar bills, but I’m about to go and get emAiyyo – find me a spot to post up and try to come upwith my lil pail, it’s not lookin swellSince seven this morn’, yo eight hours done passedIt’s sad, I need to make some cashChorus: samples and crew »Money, get the money! »Make some cash, make some cash »Me and you Ty we gonna make some cash » -> Slick RickMake some cash, we gonna make some cash »Yeahhh! »Make some cash, make some cash »Me and you Ty we gonna make some cash » -> Slick RickMake some cash, we gotta make some cash (make some cash) »Money, get the money! »Make some cash, make some cash »Me and you Ty we gonna make some cash » -> Slick RickMake some cash, we gonna make some cash »Yeahhh! »Make some cash, make some cash »Dolla bill y’all »Make some cash, we gotta make some cash[TMD]Now, sittin in the same old spot, and I have notat least five bucks sh*t, it’s time for me to getup out this here business of begginI shoulda thought twice and like started bootlegginYou know what I mean I needs the green to functionSo I stepped to the BP and started pumpinmassive gas and the cash came really fastSo now my homey BlackAss was like yo, saved at lastfor the moment, by the great one, G-O-DYou know he musta been down with me (ya know it)By my side for the ride that I had tookenAnd outta nowhere y’know I musta not been lookinCause some young buck was like invaded on my kapercuttin into my paper, and I was like AIYYO HOLD UP, y’knowWait just a minute, then I flashedback to the past, I needs to make some cashChorus*breakdown – confrontation with other gas pumper*[TMD]Now, no time to hesitate, I gots the problem solverDug in my pocket for the twenty-two revolverAnd if he don’t step I drops the bomb like Pearl HarborWord to life, I think he oughtaCause I know, that he don’t, know what time it isBut I do, know that he shouldn’t be shortstoppin the kidHere’s what I did, stepped real smooth, to the swindlerand said, hey yo bro, you know you gots to gocause this here is my turf, my nine to fivehow I survive – I guess he sorta sensed the vibeand hitched a ride, now I’m feelin swellCause now I’m back in business over here on pump 12Aiyyo makin my snaps how I can cause I’m strugglinAll by mysself but check it out, yo I’ve never beenthat type of fella scared to ask when times was badI’m mad – yo, make some cashChorus