[Bun B]

Now if you got it on yo mind

I can get it off your chest

Take it out yo mouth and I'm gon' take care of the rest

No stress, just do-do, when I'm jumpin' out the 4-door

Smoke 'll hit you like judo when you walk up to the yuko

When I let the top down, sippin lean still ballin'

TV's in the visors so the screens still fallin'

Niggaz grab hustlin' I ain't finna break my neck

I make some paper off this flow, but I got rich off respect

Ask anybody who know me about my seeds

Westside 9th street, I came up amongst the G's

Crack game in 88, it took over shit I was there

I stood on southern through texas and got my share

And my nina on my waist, dope up in my jaw

One eye for them fiends, one eye for that law

Niggaz crooks as niggaz soft, so my rep is hard as steel

Big Bun muthafucka, representin' for the trill



[Chorus - Chamillionaire]

If you haters you gon' like us

If you like us you gon' hate us

But, one thing you can say is we some serious paper chasers

Cuz, friends turn to haters

And, some turn to traders

But my money never change us (mhum)

So in Money We Trust

(repeat)



[Chamillionaire]

Wipe the mirror cuz there's a compare of eyes in a colored face

Can they see why he love to chase

green fetti in a gutta place

He grew up so he love the taste

For diniro's he love disgrace

Denies that he's tellin' a lie lookin' right in his mother's face

Can't reside, in his brother's 'states

But out ridin' on dub's he take

What's hidin' above his waist, and go ride out some other fake

He's claimin' that he's real, but when he's not on that camera

He rather gets something fully colds, like he's c