Geto Boys — Aint With Being Broke Radio Version

"Better to have money and not to need it; Than to need it and not to have it!" [Intro] Money, more money I've got to get my hands on some [Willie D] Lemonheads don't quote, I ain't with bein broke I'm tired of my mother bustin up for other folks Gettin nowhere tough While the freak on the corner makin mo' money sellin bucks! I ain't with this outfit I gotta make some moves to buy G Jones some nice gifts Before she kill herself, workin on a job all week That don't even make the ends meet I walk down Main Street Growls in my stomach cause I ain't had nuttin to eat So how the hell am I gon' thank? When I'm in a funky sweatsuit and Silk joying to mink Her coat is tooken out puttin non-stop Make the swap and go shop I said that to say this and every note I ain't with being broke! [Hook] Money, more money Got to get my hands on some Money, more money Got to get my hands on some [Bushwick Bill] I was BORN in a run dime hospital Brought to 5th Ward, stuffed right in the middle Of a rock and a hard spot Before my dad, met my mom I was already counted out Mmm, What a pity Momma couldn't afford milk so we had to suck her In the kitchen every night I would see Rats and roaches eatin better than me There was no Thanksgiving They say I'm a fool for thanking God for living But bein broke ain't no Eddie Murphy joke Well out in '91 is just ain't happenin bro I never had a damn thing Christmas came and went, without a choo-choo train In the ghettos gifts get stole or bought Ain't nobody Named Santa Claus! [Hook] Money, more money I've got to get my hands on some, sweet mo-neyyyy Money, more money I've got to get my hands on some [Scarface] Let the gunshots RANG OUT, Go Ahead blow my BRAINS OUT If you've been there, you know what I'm talkin about Gettin over tops my agenda The easy way out, is to jump out of a window But that's a dopefiend move gone left I'll hurt you, but not MYSELF I tried to do the right things major But that didn't put no food on the table Went back to school to get my G.E.D But who's gonna hire a dropout like me? ... McDonald's don't fit They work you like a dog plus they talk too much lip! Without them dollar signs It's like livin and dyin at the same time And you wonder why a another brother sell dope? He ain't with being broke! [Hook] Money, more money I've got to get my hands on some, yeahhhh Money, more money I've got to get my hands on some, sweet sweet [Outro] Money - yeahhhh, money - yeahh Talkin 'bout money Yeahhh money Talkin 'bout that mean green Talkin 'bout that money Money, more money We've got to get our hands on some We need money.. {*fades out*}