Ladies and gentlemen, flight 1-0 from LAX is now arriving into
  JFK International.
    [ODB talking]
  What? What? (...?...) about that money, nigga.
  How many, hey yo, how many niggas is really making money now,
  now what I'm saying?
  This 98, I'ma tell y'all cats somethin.
  This is the year of do it, or don't.
  If you gon do it, you better roll on with this crew cat,
  juggyyyyy!!!!
    [Mack 10] (ODB)
  People call me crazy, but that's alright with me (It's alright!)
  They ask me why I'm hustlin, (We hustlin!) I say for the money (Yeah!)
  I duck down with Buckshot, Hoo Bang with Wu-Tang (Oooooo!)
  Won't hesiate to slang, so money ain't a thang (Ahhhhh!)
  Called Buck and Dirty, asked em what they need
  They said send me two thangs and some LA weed
  So my belief is fuck the beef, all money the same
  And when I get to New York, I'ma show you the whoop game
  I make a bitch stay down, cuz I'm that type of guy
  Put the work on the Greyhound and fly to the NY
  Hit the east coast with a pocket fulla cheddar
  Tan khakis on with a thick red sweater (Oh yeah!)
  They see me with some hoes, couldn't be better timing
  Cuz though a nigga g'd up, I got on big diamonds, so nigga what?
  (Tell it to em cat!)
    [Hook] [Mack 10] (ODB)
  People call me crazy, but that's alright with me
  They ask me why I'm hustlin, I say for the money
  (Yo, I am comin over, to your spot tonight
  I promise you my baby, that I'm gon do you right!)
    [Buckshot] (ODB) {Mack 10}
  Through the gusty wind, I roll with fifty men
  Ready to get nifty and shifty and low
  So what's the movements, yo? Let me know
  Cuz when I come for motherfuckers, I'm comin for throats
  It was sad I bled, but the red in my eyes shed
  Light on the dark, I led the blind in sight
  Now I got all of them inside
  It's the reason why I do this, and I night ride
  (For the moneyyyyy!!!!!!)
  If you and a nigga outside, say the word
  And I'm a spruge with my flight team soarin like birds
  Missed it on the Friday with my nigga Cube
  But the bomb blew Saturday when Mack lit the fuse
  Who other than Buckshot come pick up the pieces
  And straighten niggas out like creases
  {Speak on it} Yeah nigga
  (It's for the moneyyyyyy!!!!!)
  Buckshot, ODB, Mack 10, back at it again
    [Hook]
    [Ol' Dirty Bastard]
  Hey yo, most of you know me, some of you don't
  When it comes to challengin, none of you won't
  Arrange this battle to improve your style
  It's a brother with a totally different profile
  Most of you play cold front in your face
  Hesitatin on the rhymes, shoulda been Memorex
  But, you forgot, you's an amatuer
  Mystery worshipper, yo I prefer
  I mind you, tease you, who's the boss?
  Sucka amneisa, memory loss, welllll
  Hit this, just quiet as kept
  Mmmmm C's on the charts from the start had slept
  Leeeeet's take them, wake them
  You should be woke
  Cuz you take MC'in for a practical joke, Hmmmmm
  I present myself to be a similar nightmare of an Amazing Story
    [Hook]
    [ODB talking]
  Yo, you ain't hearin nothing but a drop of the dime.
  Know what I'm saying?
  To all my dogs, I wanna give a shout out.
  You got my nigga, Mack 10.
  You got my nigga, Buckshot shorty.
  And you got the one, dirt dog.
  Know what I'm saying?
  And we gon do it like sweat hogs, my nigga.
  This how we get down!
    [Mack 10 talking]
  People call me crazy, but that's alright with me
  They ask me why I'm hustlin, I say for the money
  Haha, Hoo Bangin records, pushin weight in 98.
  Cookin nothing but the bomb.
  You know what I'm sayin?
  Cuz we got the Recipe, fo sho!