They ended up leaving Bad Boy over financial disputes with record boss P. Diddy and were snapped up by the DMX-led Ruff Ryders. At that time they released We Are The Streets with the stand-out singles "Wild Out" and "Ryde or Die, Bitch". They expanded their group with the inclusion of new member, Jae Hood, and are now known as D-Block.
For a time, Diddy owned their publishing. They reinstated their beef with him even after performing together at Jay-Z's I Declare War concert; recently, however, Jadakiss and Styles P. appeared on popular NY radio station Hot 97.1 to plead for their publishing rights, a request which was granted.
As individual artists, each member of D-Block has released at least one album. Jadakiss released Kiss The Game Goodbye and Kiss of Death, Sheek Louch, Walk Witt Me and After Taxes, and Styles P., A Gangster and a Gentleman and Time Is Money. Jadakiss, one of the self proclaimed "top five dead or alive", has been the most commercially successful with singles "Knock Yourself Out", "We Gonna Make It", "Put Ya Hands Up", and "Why?"; Styles P. has released "Good Times (I Get High)", "Can you Believe It" featuring Akon, and "My Life" and Sheek Louch "Mighty D-Block (2 Guns Up)" and "Kiss Your Ass Goodbye".
In 2002-2003, Jadakiss and later the rest of The Lox were embroiled in a beef with Roc-a-Fella Records artist Beanie Sigel and the label head, Jay-Z. Today all parties have made peace.
Currently, they have dramatically increased their exposure and popularity and are frequently featured on mixtapes. They are now beefing with G-Unit after 50 Cent dissed Jadakiss for appearing on 50's nemesis, Ja Rule, single, "New York". The feud has grown to encompass both groups. Jadakiss responded to 50's "Piggy Bank" with "Checkmate". 50 came back with "I Run New York" and a video for "Piggybank", which dissed Jadakiss, Nas, Kelis, Fat Joe, *The Game (rapper). Styles and Jada released "Problem Child" directly aimed at 50 Cent. "Kiss Your Ass Goodbye" was released by Sheek Louch and featured Fabolous, Beanie Sigel, The Game and Jadakiss. Lloyd Banks has announced on his upcoming album "Rotton Apple" there will be a diss track aimed at Fat Joe and D-Block named "Death Wish". More recently, D Block went all out on G Unit with the song "Shots Fired," a song whose chorus recommends murdering 50 Cent and G Unit.
It's All About The Benjamins
The Lox Lyrics
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Uh, uh-huh, yeah (it's all about the Benjamins, baby)
Uh, uh-huh, yeah (it's all about the Benjamins, baby)
(Goodfellas, uh)
Now, what y'all wanna do?
Wanna be ballers? Shot-callers? Brawlers?
Who be dippin' in the Benz with the spoilers
Tryna get my hands on some Grants like Horace
Yeah, livin' the raw deal
Three course meals, spaghetti, fettuccine, and veal
But still, everything's real in the field (uh, yeah)
And what you can't have now, leave in your will
But don't knock me for tryin' to bury
Seven zeros, over in Rio de Janeiry
Ain't nobody's hero, but I wanna be heard
On your HOT97 everyday, that's my word
Swimmin' in women with they own condominiums
Five plus five's, who drive Millineums
It's all about the Benjamins, what?
I get a fifty pound bag of Euk for the mutts
Five carats on my hands with the cuts
In something European chromed out with the clutch, what
I wanna hold figures, fuck being a broke nigga
Drinkin' malt liquor, drivin' a broke Vigor
I'm with Mo' sippers, watched by gold diggers (uh)
Rockin' Girbaud denims with gold zippers (come on)
Lost your touch, we kept ours, poppin' Cristals
Freakin' the three-quarter reptiles
Enormous cream, forest green Benz Jeep
For my team so while you sleep I'ma scheme (that's right)
You see through, that's why nobody never gon' believe you
You should do what we do, stack chips like
Don't let the melody intrigue you, 'cause I leave you
I'm only here for that green paper with the eagle
I'm strictly tryin' to cop those colossal-sized Picasso's
And have papi flip coke outside Delgado's (woo)
Tienda, with cash flowin' like Sosa
And a Latin chick transportin' in the chocha
Stampedin' over, pop Mo's, never sober
Flexin' Range Rovers dealin' weight by Minnesota (uh)
Avoidin' narcs with camcorders and Chevy Novas (uh-huh)
Stash in the building with this chick named Wilona (uh-huh)
From Daytona, when I was young I wanted to bone her (uh-huh)
But now I only hit chicks who win beauty pageants (ahaha)
Trickin' and takin' me skiin' at the Aspens, uh
Gangsta mental, stay poppin' Cristal
Pack a black pistol in the Ac' coupe that's dark brown (woo)
Pinkie ringin', gondolas with the man singin'
Italian music down the river with your chick clingin'
To my bizzalls, player, you mad false
Actin' hard when you as pussy as RuPaul's
Come on, come on, uh-huh
It's all about the Benjamins, baby (uh-huh, yeah)
It's all about the Benjamins, baby (uh-huh, yeah)
It's all about the Benjamins, baby (uh-huh, yeah)
It's all about the Benjamins, baby (uh-huh, yeah)
Now, what y'all wanna do? (It's all about the Benjamins, baby)
Wanna be ballers? Shot-callers? Brawlers? (It's all about the Benjamins, baby)
Who be dippin' in the Benz with the spoilers (it's all about the Benjamins, baby)
On the low from the Jake in the Taurus (uh, uh, what the bloodclaat?)
Wanna bumble with the bee, huh?
Bzzz, throw a hex on the whole family (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Dressed in all black like The Omen (say what?)
Have your friends singin', "This is for my homie" (that's right)
And you know me from makin' niggas so sick
Floss in my six, with the Lex' on the wrist
If it's murder, you know she wrote it (uh-huh)
German Ruger for your ass, bitch, deepthroat it (come on)
Know you wanna feel the womb 'cause it's platinum-coated
Take your pick, got a firearm you shoulda toted, suck a dick
All that bullshit you kick, player-hatin' from the sidelines
Get your own shit, why you ridin' mine? (Uh-huh)
I'm a Goodfella kinda lady
Stash 380's in Mercedes, Puffy, hold me down, baby (I got you)
Only female in my crew and I kick shit like a nigga do (uh, uh, uh)
Pull the trigger too, fuck you (come on)
I been had skills, Cristal spill
Hide bills in Brazil, about a mill', the ice grill (that's right)
Make it hard to figure me, liquor be kickin' me
In my asshole, undercover, Donnie Brasco
Left my East Coast girl the Bentley to twirl (uh-huh)
My West Coast shorty push the chrome 740
Rockin' Redman and Naughty, oh, where my kitty cat?
Half a brick of yay in the bra where her titties at
And I'm livin' that for life, we push weight (uh-huh)
Fuck the state pen, fuck hoes at Penn State
Listen close, it's Francis, the Praying Mantis
Attack with the MAC, my left hand spit
Right hand grip on the whip for the smooth getaway
Player haters, get away or my lead will spray
Squeeze off 'til I'm empty, don't tempt me
Only to Hell I send thee, all about the Benjis, what
It's all about the Benjamins, baby (uh-huh, yeah)
It's all about the Benjamins, baby (uh-huh, yeah)
It's all about the Benjamins, baby (uh-huh, yeah)
It's all about the Benjamins, baby (uh-huh, yeah)
It's all about the Benjamins, baby (uh-huh, yeah)
It's all about the Benjamins, baby (uh-huh, yeah)
It's all about the Benjamins, baby (yeah)
It's all about the Benjamins, baby (yeah, yeah, yeah)
The Lox's song "It's All About the Benjamins" is a classic song that was released in 1997. The lyrics are centered around the love of money, which is evident in the chorus of the song, where the group chants "It's all about the Benjamins, baby" repeatedly. The song paints a vivid picture of the glamorous lifestyle that comes with making lots of money, including expensive cars, champagne, and beautiful women.
The opening verses of the song discuss different ways of making money, such as being a baller or shot-caller, as well as dealing with the police or "the Jake." The rappers also touch on the topic of spending money on expensive meals and acquiring a strong passion for extravagant living.
Later on, the song takes a darker turn, with rappers throwing jabs at other rappers for their lack of financial success. They also use explicit language to express their thoughts on players who do not have their level of wealth. The message of the song is that being rich is everything, and they deliver this message with great enthusiasm.
Line by Line Meaning
Now, what y'all wanna do?
What are your aspirations and desires in life?
Wanna be ballers? Shot-callers? Brawlers?
Do you want to be successful, influential, and powerful?
Who be dippin' in the Benz with the spoilers
Who drives luxury cars with fancy accessories?
On the low from the Jake in the Taurus
Avoiding getting caught by the police in an inconspicuous way
Tryna get my hands on some Grants like Horace
Trying to acquire a significant amount of money like professional basketball player Horace Grant
Yeah, livin' the raw deal
Living a challenging and unpredictable life
Three course meals, spaghetti, fettuccine, and veal
Enjoying extravagant and delicious meals
But still, everything's real in the field
Despite the glamorous lifestyle, the harsh realities are always present
And what you can't have now, leave in your will
What you can't possess at the moment, pass it down through your estate
But don't knock me for tryin' to bury
Don't criticize me for attempting to accumulate wealth
Seven zeros, over in Rio de Janeiry
Having a substantial amount of money, represented by seven digits, in Rio de Janeiro
Ain't nobody's hero, but I wanna be heard
I may not be a role model, but I want my voice to be recognized
On your HOT97 everyday, that's my word
I want my music to be played on the popular radio station HOT97 regularly
Swimmin' in women with they own condominiums
Being surrounded by attractive women who have their own luxurious properties
Five plus five's, who drive Millineums
Being in the company of successful people who drive expensive cars like the Lincoln Millennium
It's all about the Benjamins, what?
Success and wealth revolve around money, specifically referring to the hundred-dollar bills (Benjamins)
I get a fifty pound bag of Euk for the mutts
I obtain a large quantity of drugs to sell to the addicts
Five carats on my hands with the cuts
I wear five-carat diamond rings that are skillfully crafted
In something European chromed out with the clutch, what
Driving a European luxury car that is heavily customized and stands out
I wanna hold figures, fuck being a broke nigga
I aspire to have substantial wealth and not be financially struggling
Drinkin' malt liquor, drivin' a broke Vigor
Consuming cheap alcoholic beverages and driving a low-quality Acura Vigor car
I'm with Mo' sippers, watched by gold diggers
I'm surrounded by people who enjoy expensive drinks, while also being targeted by individuals seeking wealth
Rockin' Girbaud denims with gold zippers
Wearing fashionable Girbaud jeans with decorative gold zippers
Lost your touch, we kept ours, poppin' Cristals
While others may have lost their ability to stay relevant, we still celebrate by drinking expensive champagne (Cristal)
Freakin' the three-quarter reptiles
Flaunting expensive exotic skins, such as snakeskin, in our clothing and accessories
Enormous cream, forest green Benz Jeep
Possessing a significant amount of money and driving a luxurious forest green Mercedes-Benz Jeep
For my team so while you sleep I'ma scheme
Working on schemes and strategies to benefit my team while others are unaware or inactive
You see through, that's why nobody never gon' believe you
People can see through your lies, which is why they will never trust or believe you
You should do what we do, stack chips like
It would be wise for you to imitate our methods and accumulate wealth
Don't let the melody intrigue you, 'cause I leave you
Don't be captivated by the catchy music, as I will deceive and surpass you
I'm only here for that green paper with the eagle
My primary motivation is acquiring money, specifically the US dollar bills with the eagle emblem
I'm strictly tryin' to cop those colossal-sized Picasso's
I am fully focused on acquiring large-sized paintings by Pablo Picasso
And have papi flip coke outside Delgado's
Intending to have a person sell cocaine near Delgado's establishment
Tienda, with cash flowin' like Sosa
Operating a store where cash flows abundantly, likened to baseball player Sammy Sosa
And a Latin chick transportin' in the chocha
Being accompanied by a Hispanic woman who carries drugs in her private parts
Stampedin' over, pop Mo's, never sober
Overwhelming others with my presence, consuming expensive champagne (Moet), and never being sober
Flexin' Range Rovers dealin' weight by Minnesota
Showing off luxurious Range Rovers while engaging in drug trafficking in Minnesota
Avoidin' narcs with camcorders and Chevy Novas
Evading undercover law enforcement officers equipped with camcorders and driving inconspicuous Chevy Novas
Stash in the building with this chick named Wilona
Hiding drugs in a building in collaboration with a woman named Wilona
From Daytona, when I was young I wanted to bone her
Referring to a sexual desire towards Wilona from Daytona Beach during their youth
But now I only hit chicks who win beauty pageants
Currently engaging in sexual relationships exclusively with women who have won beauty pageants
Trickin' and takin' me skiin' at the Aspens, uh
Spoiling these women by showering them with expensive gifts and taking them on luxurious ski trips to Aspen, Colorado
Gangsta mental, stay poppin' Cristal
Maintaining a gangster mindset and regularly consuming expensive champagne (Cristal)
Pack a black pistol in the Ac' coupe that's dark brown
Carrying a black handgun in a dark brown Acura coupe car
Pinkie ringin', gondolas with the man singin'
Wearing a pinkie ring and cruising in gondolas while a man sings
Italian music down the river with your chick clingin'
Listening to Italian music while floating down the river with your romantic partner holding onto you
To my bizzalls, player, you mad false
To my associates and friends, you are deceitful and not genuine
Actin' hard when you as pussy as RuPaul's
You portray yourself as tough, but in reality, you are as weak as the drag queen RuPaul
Wanna bumble with the bee, huh?
Do you want to challenge or provoke me?
Bzzz, throw a hex on the whole family
I will cast a curse on your entire family
Dressed in all black like The Omen
Wearing all black attire, resembling the supernatural horror film The Omen
Have your friends singin', 'This is for my homie'
Causing your friends to mourn and sing a tribute song for you
And you know me from makin' niggas so sick
I have a reputation for making people jealous and envious
Floss in my six, with the Lex' on the wrist
Displaying wealth and success by driving a luxury car and wearing a Rolex watch
If it's murder, you know she wrote it
If a crime taking place, you can be certain that I orchestrated it
German Ruger for your ass, bitch, deepthroat it
Using a German Ruger gun to intimidate and threaten someone
Know you wanna feel the womb 'cause it's platinum-coated
You desire to be associated with me and my luxurious lifestyle because it is adorned with platinum
Take your pick, got a firearm you shoulda toted, suck a dick
You can choose from my collection of weapons, and you should have carried a gun, go suck a penis
All that bullshit you kick, player-hatin' from the sidelines
All the lies and negativity you spread, criticizing others without actively participating
Get your own shit, why you ridin' mine?
Get your own possessions, why are you trying to imitate or take what's mine?
I'm a Goodfella kinda lady
I resemble the lifestyle and demeanor of a character from the film Goodfellas
Stash 380's in Mercedes, Puffy, hold me down, baby
I hide small guns (380's) in my Mercedes car, and P. Diddy (Puffy) supports and protects me
Only female in my crew and I kick shit like a nigga do
I am the only woman in my group, but I engage in the same behavior as men
Pull the trigger too, fuck you
I can also engage in violent behavior by pulling the trigger, go to hell
I been had skills, Cristal spill
I have always possessed talents, and I often waste expensive champagne (Cristal)
Hide bills in Brazil, about a mill', the ice grill
I conceal money in Brazil, totaling around one million dollars, and showcase my expensive jewelry
Make it hard to figure me, liquor be kickin' me
I make it difficult for others to understand me, and alcohol affects me strongly
In my asshole, undercover, Donnie Brasco
I hide drugs in my anus, engaging in undercover activities similar to the character Donnie Brasco
Left my East Coast girl the Bentley to twirl
I left my girlfriend on the East Coast an expensive Bentley car to enjoy
My West Coast shorty push the chrome 740
My girlfriend on the West Coast drives a chrome-colored BMW 740
Rockin' Redman and Naughty, oh, where my kitty cat?
Listening to Redman and Naughty by Nature rap music, and wondering where my female companion is
Half a brick of yay in the bra where her titties at
She conceals a significant amount of cocaine in her bra, where her breasts are
And I'm livin' that for life, we push weight
I am living this lifestyle permanently, and we engage in drug trafficking
Fuck the state pen, fuck hoes at Penn State
Disregarding the prison system and engaging in sexual activities with women at Pennsylvania State University
Listen close, it's Francis, the Praying Mantis
Pay attention, my name is Francis, and I am a deceptive and manipulative individual like a praying mantis
Attack with the MAC, my left hand spit
I assault others with my MAC-10 gun, and my left hand rapidly shoots bullets
Right hand grip on the whip for the smooth getaway
My right hand firmly holds the steering wheel of the car, allowing for a seamless escape
Player haters, get away or my lead will spray
Individuals who envy and despise me, stay away or I will shoot at you
Squeeze off 'til I'm empty, don't tempt me
I will continue shooting until I run out of ammunition, so don't provoke me
Only to Hell I send thee, all about the Benjis, what
The only place I send my enemies is to Hell, and my main focus is still accumulating wealth (Benjamins)
Now, what y'all wanna do?
What are your aspirations and desires in life?
Wanna be ballers? Shot-callers? Brawlers?
Do you want to be successful, influential, and powerful?
Who be dippin' in the Benz with the spoilers
Who drives luxury cars with fancy accessories?
On the low from the Jake in the Taurus
Avoiding getting caught by the police in an inconspicuous way
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Kimberly Jones, Deric Angelettie, Sean Jacobs, Christopher Wallace, David Styles, Jason Phillips, Sean Combs, Terry M. Etlinger, Linda Laurie
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
@rayshaunchalmers1117
Lil Kim's verse will go down as one of the most LEGENDARY spits in hip-hop history.
@motorromay9897
Lol
@liljay8806
True that, she snapped 💯💯💯
@massmanpro
I'm still stuck between this and Rah Digga's 'whoa' verse
@andrewprice3744
Word!!!!
@dreadghoul23
She had the worst verse now foreal everybody trippin
@rastashod1947
Kim killed this shit hands down
@family817
The way the beat changed for Big and his flow is timeless
@longaugust
Those steel drums man, so crispy!
@LotusesPictures
I believe it’s due to the song being recorded after his death and they took a verse he already had but I’m not certain