Lyrics

[Chorus] Yeah! I'll run through it all, if the price is right Show you niggas how to ball, if the price is right You wanna sell that Chevy on fours, Cadillac on fours[?] I'll get it, if the price is right I'll buy out the club, if the price is right Showing everybody love, if the price is right Look here, I spend it like that, cause I get it right back Why is that? The price is right Okay then [Verse 1: Trick Trick] Its the d-boy doing d-boy shit Got them hollering "God damn that boy Trick He'll never stop" for real though Stealin'[?] what the fuck your deal do? All the hating y'all doing so senseless I spend money everyday like it's Christmas With no 9-to-5 I got business It's a couple more rap niggas on the hitlist If the price is right give me the shipment The quick flip flip quick like a gymnast Get your mouth right I'll get the witness And they can catch me on the big screen under "Christian" I'd get a hundred of them I'm going the distance With five butt naked hood rats in the kitchen One into one-and-a-half like a magician Now watch these niggas flip these pigeons[?] [Chorus] [Verse 2: Trick Trick] I'm getting money and nothing you can do about it Goon Sqwad up top so true about it I got respect for that clique that you with But you better turn it down when Trick Trick in this bitch They say I love to scrap and that might be true But you ain't shit nigga, why should I acknowledge you? New world hustle, M.O.B That's Money Over Bitches, cuz with a 'c' Unstoppable, you see it I'll give my last to the Sqwad if they need it Put a boss on it, I O.G. it They take me and my guerillas[?] to do it then so be it These niggas talk aloud, but homie I don't see it Save yourself, little nigga, I'm undefeated Everytime I win these niggas claiming I cheated You ain't talking money nigga, beat it! [Chrous] [Verse 3: DIEZEL] Wake up hoes, it's 7 o'clock It's the Mario Brothers going after them blocks Busting up them bricks hitting twenties and zips [?] And niggas dizzy as shit from doing all these flips You waiting on them bits, we waiting on that ship It ain't Frito-Lay's but I got them chips Its Better Made bitch this Detroit shit CGSM, we run this bitch That's it, that's all, dont get it fucked up You prank you already go ahead boss up[?] On point we here all ready for whatever On deck right here whereever I'm the king of rock the queens get higher I won't stop cooking I won't retire No, I'm gonna find my brand so tight Bob Barker out here my price so right [Chorus x2]