Blood Money Part 3
N.O.R.E. Lyrics

Yo, New York get the blood money
Hey, New York, let's make some money through illegal means.

Dirty cash, smoke hydro green, still mix it wit hash
We'll make money by selling drugs like marijuana mixed with hashish.

To all the weed spots, niggas know I'm known to cop
I frequently buy from shops that sell marijuana.

All the good shit, you smell me nigga?
I mean high-quality drugs.

I'm on some hood shit
I'm involved in illegal and criminal activities.

Bring it back to the essence when I first rhymed
Taking it back to when I first started rapping.

L.A., L.A.
A reference to a song that was popular when I first started rapping.

When y'all niggas first heard me
When my music first gained popularity.

I was starving on the train just selling my caine
At the time, I was struggling and selling drugs on the train to make a living.

Fast forward to '99, it's still the same
Even now, things haven't changed much for me.

But now I got a car keep my rims, up to par
I've acquired some wealth, and now I have a fancy car that I keep looking good.

Only stay in hotels that be five star
I only stay in luxurious hotels with five-star ratings.

Queens, Akineyle, Mobb Deep, and Escobar
Shoutouts to some other rappers and crews from the same area as me.

Lost Boyz, Run DMC, Pone and me
More shoutouts to other rappers from Queens.

No disrespect but Queens got this shit locked D
No offense to other areas, but Queens is where the hottest rappers come from.

Yo New York get the bloody money, kid watch me
Hey New York, let's make some money, and I'm going to show you how it's done.

You know my tempo, I can do it fast or slow
I'm versatile and can rap at any tempo.

Eat some bubble gum weed and yell "Geronimo"
A reference to getting high on marijuana, where one might yell out in excitement like jumping off a cliff.

All my analog thugs and my digital thugs
A reference to both old-school and newer generations of people involved in criminal activities.

For my people that be rowdy wit weed in the clubs
For those who like to smoke marijuana while partying at clubs.

For my knives and four fifths, Bloods and Crips
For members of gangs that might use knives or .45 caliber handguns.

For my people who smoke Phillies, and knows it splits
For those who smoke Phillies brand of cigars and know how to split them open to roll their own cigarettes.

And to the niggas on the block that, rock my shit
To the people on the street who listen to my music and enjoy it.

To the crackhead, waking up the cops and shit
To the person addicted to crack cocaine, who may cause disturbances that bring the police around.

For all the liquor stores, that ain't no good
For liquor stores that might sell counterfeit alcohol or be run by shady people.

To all the stocked ones everywhere that be in the hood
But also to the many liquor stores that are well-stocked and serve their communities well.

For all my people on welfare, don't even care
For those who receive government assistance and may feel overlooked or disrespected.

For all them people gettin money, livin' in Bel-Air
For those who have made a lot of money and can now afford to live in places like Bel-Air, California.

Yo, time zone, got blown, madi gon
My experience with traveling across different time zones.

My niggas get high and still fall in the zone
My friends and associates have no trouble adjusting to different time zones, especially while under the influence of drugs.

Bitches, callin' me up and hanging up
Women frequently call my phone but hang up without saying anything.

I ain't a playa, so why y'all hoes playin games?
I'm not interested in playing games with these women who keep calling and then hanging up.

I'm a hustla, and I even hustle the same
I'm a hard worker and constantly seeking ways to make money.

I got hoes fooled
Women are sometimes deceived by my charm and charisma.

Thinkin' I love 'em, when I don't love em
They may mistakenly believe that I have feelings for them when I do not.

And once I get the ass yo you know I'ma thug 'em
Once I've had sex with them, I'll treat them harshly and without empathy.

Tell em lies, hit em in they head, hit 'em wit bread
I might deceive them or hit them with harsh truths in order to get what I want out of the situation.

I'm a millionaire bitch, I could trick instead
I'm wealthy enough to pay for sex instead of going through the trouble of tricking women.

Of you lookin foul and you fuckin wit me
If you get involved with me, it could have negative consequences for you.

N.O.R.E., thuggish nigga out here B
My name is N.O.R.E., and I'm a tough person out in these streets.

Bloody Money once again, yo this one part three
The title of the song is 'Blood Money Part 3,' continuing the theme of making money through illegal means.

Classical song, certified, Desert Storm
My music has become a classic and has been certified, and I am associated with the musical collective called Desert Storm.

For my niggas always there when I perform
Thanks to my friends and fans who always come to see me perform.

And scream "What what," when I scream "What what"
My fans get excited and shout along with me when I perform my popular catchphrase.

Straight wildin', in Superthug and they all be stuck
When I perform my hit song 'Superthug,' the crowd goes wild and can't get enough of my music.

Have y'all niggas ready to fight, hoes ready to fuck
My music gets people so hyped up that some might be ready to fight, while others might be ready to hook up sexually.

New York get the blood money
Once again, let's make some money through illegal means.

Dirty cash, smoke hydro green, still mix it wit hash
We'll make money by selling drugs like marijuana mixed with hashish.

To all the weed spots, niggas know I'm known to cop
I frequently buy from shops that sell marijuana.

All the good shit, you smell me nigga?
I mean high-quality drugs.

I'm on some hood shit
I'm involved in illegal and criminal activities.