All Money Is Legal (A.M.I.L.) (Explicit Album Version)

I'm on the up and up to hot to touch nigga

The narcs couldn't stop the rush

Smuggled in the package tight

I'm 98 a gram leaving attics nice

I get 5 you don't get half a mic

Been known to cut ass for the added hype

And I pop too much shit to be the marriage type

Get spoiled even when I'm not acting right

Can't nobody come with the style I bring?

Piece hanging on the chain just a dangling

Motorola 2-way so the cell don't ring

Crush R and B and I don't even sing

No reference and no pro tools

Till I'm up in my Hersh I'm a show and prove

Got up in the game and made my own rules

Put heat on the reels until I blow the fuse

All money is legal baby

And what, and what all money is legal baby

What 'chu thing, what 'chu know about this

All money is legal baby, the higher the price

The hotter the rhyme

Amilliyon doper than heroin

Shoes got to be Gucci with the fresh pair on

Spend up doe till it's damn near gone

Lay it down get spins all year long

You know I run through them papers quick

You know I rock them glaciers sick

Chilling waiting for these shares to clear

I'm the only hot bitch you gonna hear this year

You know I ass kick with no practice

Any joint I'm on automatic classic

Niggas pay me just to do ad-libs

And I move the crowd like I move to Saks Fifth

If I'm a gonna flash rocks then I'm a stash glocks

If I'm a gonna talk shit then I'm a walk it

All money is legal now

I'm with Hov, Bleek and Sigel now

All money is legal baby

And what, and what all money is legal baby

What 'chu thing, what 'chu know about this

All money is legal baby, the higher the price

The hotter the rhyme

Give me my cue and I'm ready to roll

Take a little ghetto celebrity stroll

Floss with the minks to heavy to hold

Baggettes be whoa, I gets me doe