Blood Money
N.O.R.E. Lyrics

Yo, New York get the blood money
Let's hustle and make dirty cash in New York City.

Dirty cash, smoke hydro green, still mix it wit hash
We mix our weed and our hash to create a more potent product.

To all the weed spots, niggas know I'm known to cop
I'm known for buying good weed in various spots around the city.

All the good shit, you smell me nigga?
I've got some high quality weed, can you smell it?

I'm on some hood shit
I'm still living the life of the streets.

Bring it back to the essence when I first rhymed
I want to get back to my roots, when I first started rapping.

L.A., L.A.
I made it big in Los Angeles and I'm proud of that.

When y'all niggas first heard me
I remember when nobody knew who I was.

I was starving on the train just selling my caine
I used to sell drugs just to make ends meet.

Fast forward to '99, it's still the same
I'm still living the same life, despite my success.

But now I got a car keep my rims, up to par
Now I have a nice car and I keep it looking good.

Only stay in hotels that be five star
I only stay at luxurious hotels.

Queens, Akineyle, Mobb Deep, and Escobar
These are some of the famous rappers from Queens, New York.

Lost Boyz, Run DMC, Pone and me
These are more famous rappers from Queens, including myself.

No disrespect but Queens got this shit locked D
Queens is the king of the rap game.

Yo New York get the bloody money, kid watch me
Let's hustle and make dirty money together.

You know my tempo, I can do it fast or slow
I can rap at any speed.

Eat some bubble gum weed and yell "Geronimo"
Let's smoke some weed and have a good time.

For my analog thugs and my digital thugs
I respect all types of people who hustle in the streets.

For my people that be rowdy wit weed in the clubs
For those who like to party and smoke weed in the clubs.

For my knives and four fifths, Bloods and Crips
For the gang members who protect their territory with weapons.

For my people who smoke Phillies, and knows it splits
For those who know how to roll a good blunt.

And to the niggas on the block that, rock my shit
To those who support my music and play it loud in their neighborhoods.

To the crackhead, waking up the cops and shit
For the people who cause trouble and chaos in the neighborhood.

For all the liquor stores, that ain't no good
For the liquor stores that sell dangerous and cheap alcohol.

To all the stocked ones everywhere that be in the hood
For the liquor stores that provide good and safe alcohol to the neighborhood.

For all my people on welfare, don't even care
For those who are struggling and don't have much but still manage to survive.

For all them people gettin money, livin' in Bel-Air
For those who have made it big and are living in luxurious homes in Bel-Air.

Yo, time zone, got blown, madi gon
I'm wasted and having a good time in a different time zone.

My niggas get high and still fall in the zone
My friends are high and still able to focus on having a good time.

Bitches, callin' me up and hanging up
Women are calling me but then hanging up when they realize I'm not interested.

I ain't a playa, so why y'all hoes playin games?
I'm not interested in playing games with women.

I'm a hustla, and I even hustle the same
I'm a hustler in everything that I do.

I got hoes fooled thinkin I love 'em, when I don't love em
Women mistakenly think I love them when I just want to have fun.

And once I get the ass yo you know I'ma thug em
After having sex, I'll treat them roughly like a thug.

Tell em lies, hit em in they head, hit em wit bread
I'll deceive them, hit them, and bribe them with money.

I'm a millionaire bitch, I could trick instead
I have a lot of money and can pay for sex instead of tricking women.

Of you lookin foul and you fuckin wit me
If you're looking for trouble and messing with me.

N.O.R.E., thuggish nigga out here B
I'm a tough and thuggish guy named N.O.R.E.

Bloody Money once again, yo this one part three
Another version of my previous song 'Bloody Money'.

Classical song, certified, Desert Storm
This song is a classic and is certified as good music. It's also part of the Desert Storm collective.

For my niggas always there when I perform
For my friends who support me and are always present when I perform.

And scream "What what," when I scream "What what"
They shout back and support me when I shout 'What what'

Straight wildin', in Superthug and they all be stuck
We're having a wild time and everyone is mesmerized by my music.

Have y'all niggas ready to fight, hoes ready to fuck
My music can create a lot of energy that causes people to either fight or have sex.