(*talking*)
  Sucka Free, Lil' Flip, Scoopastar
  Feel that, I wrote this song bout
  That little green rectangle
  Y'all know what I'm talking about
  
  [Chorus - 2x]
  Money, hoes, that's all a nigga want
  Before you jump in the game, learn your do's and dont's
  You better change your money, don't let money change you
  (Your money gone playa), so what you gon do
  
  [Lil' Flip]
  Now you can act like you rich, and be broke as a clock
  Niggas hustle in my hood, with they dope in they socks
  Niggas hustle in my hood for that green rectangle
  And being on top of your game, is the best angle
  Cause some people get money, and don't know how to act
  Some people get money, and don't know how to stack
  I'm only 18, and I got a Lac and a drop
  Even though I'm rich, I still eat at Jack In The Box
  Some people hustle what it cooks, I'm just taking it raw
  And I ain't never been in jail, I'm good at breaking the law
  Yeah I'm a young b.g., but I'm bumping and grinding
  You can catch me in the studio, dumping and rhyming
  You can check the billboard, I'm jumping and climbing
  And all you can say is Hump and him shining
  You better make your money, don't let money make you
  Cause when you die, where its gon take you nigga
  
  [Scoopastar]
  I been making money, and I know how to keep it
  And I don't cherish money, even though I need it
  If you ain't got no money, playa you in some trouble
  You better learn your do's and dont's, to make your currency level
  The mo' money I collect, the mo' fatles people catch
  While you out there roaching, I'll be catching platinum checks
  Man this money don't make me, I make this money
  I can tell you ain't never had none, cause you acting funny
  Dummy, what you got today, will be gone tomorrow
  I know some niggas that was gon feed us, asking me to borrow
  Follow a broke nigga, and you gon be the next
  I like wrecking hoes, but its salary over sex
  What's next, if your partna turning back all your pennies
  I wonder how them cats'll act, if somebody gave em a Bentley
  I know niggas that change, when they pockets grew
  But when your money gone playa, what you gon do
  
  [Lil' Flip]
  So what you got a little money, and now you capping
  Your chain really white gold, but you swear its platinum
  When you was broke and your gal, use to kick you out
  Who was the one that came through, and didn't stick you out
  Now you running round town, yapping and talking
  I was the nigga down with you, when you was rapping and walking
  So what you got a little deal, being real is worth more
  That's why I stay away from niggas, like a fake shirt store
  Cause when cotton gets fluffy, they quick quack like a ducky
  I made it in this rap game, because I'm blessed and I'm lucky
  I still eat at Kentucky, I'm still wearing Air Macs
  I still carry all my raps, in a black backpack
  I'm still wearing tank socks, I'm still playing John Madden
  I'm still wearing bandanas, with my pant leg barely sagging
  Some niggas claim red, some niggas claim blue
  But whatever you do, don't let money change you
  
  [Chorus - 2x]
  
  (*talking*)
  Y'all don't know what green rectangles is
  Y'all don't know y'all shapes
  The shape of money is a rectangle, feel that
  Niggas acting funny over a piece of paper
  Niggas killing each other over pieces of paper
  You read what you sell, so don't