What Chu Here For

(featuring Detroit Diamond, Omar Epps & Rio) [Chorus: Detroit Diamond]
If you aint got no dough
Then what you here for?
If you aint got no hos
Then what you here for?
If you aint got no smoke
Then what you here for?
If you aint sittin on chrome
Keep it rollin, keep it movin [Sticky Fingaz]
Im here to get them sevens on twentys, more guns than cash
Blunts than hash, be glad
I aint down to my last
I turn to a different person, face under the mask
Or either out on the grind or
Im up in some ass
Gettin them hos, ****** that,
Im gettin that dough
And stackin it up, a ****** front,
Im slappin him up
Backin him up, beef aint no patchin it up
Im clappin you up, while morticians wrappin you up
Im laughin it up wit hos that be happy to ******
Packed in my truck, passin up a half of a dutch
Im slappin they butts, cant wait to get them back to the hut
Im here for
Other People
Money *** ***, thats whats up [Chorus] [Omar Epps]
O.E., Big
High Scene, whatever you like
Old deal, slash by and competitive type
Im better than
Mike , the
Jordans is up in the shelf
Next to a few rings and a couple of belts
Got a black widow chick, she be lovin me well
You could hate me, **** ********t, cause
Im lovin myself
A glutton for wealth, these young ******z ****** they health
All excited over ** **********, like its somethin to sell
Yall dudes is geeks, yall really dont influence the streets
The streets influence the slang that you fluently speak
Confusin to me, tryna be somethin your not
When them slugs pop you the one duckin them shots
I go hard like them youngins that be huggin the block
I go hard like
Humphrey wit a glove and a glock
Im somethin ya not, quite frankly you could love it or not
Certified number one ****** up in your spot [Chorus] [Rio]
Ayo remember
Candy? White too ****** camry
Big booty wit the small panties
Used to smuggle yay for the homie
Randy Got the plushed out crib off the water in
Miami She almost had me,
I was gone off the fatty
In love wit the way she called me daddy
Had she, known about the city where
Im from And
I aint goin home til my bankroles done
Mother******s think pimpins for fun
I aint done til my greenerys weighin a ton
And we could smoke big ************, just lay in the sun
Hellafied when we ride, ************ makin me buzz
Lets hit the room right after the club
Thats what
Im here for [Chorus]