Tekster:
Ice Cube Your Money Or Your Life

Your money or your life Keep your kids, keep your wife Money or your life This world, so trife Your money or your life Keep your kids, keep your wife

So Trife Your Money Or Your Life Yea Keep Your Kids Keep Your Wife Money Or Your Life This World So Trife Your Money Or Your Life Yea Keep Your Kids

Your Money Or Your Life Yea Keep Your Kids Keep Your Wife Money Or Your Life This World So Trife Your Money Or Your Life Yea Keep Your Kids Keep Your

rap artists out in the streets You always say our jams are wack but yours'll be tight But you never been near a studio in your life You see, disrespect is your

Your street name was Henry the Saint Staten Island's where your crib was at Park Hill project was your outlet You was a target Or organized outfit Not

got, and stop complainin? Ok, weather man will stop the rainin? On my people head, and start explainin? What your people said, believe in the bible But you still act barbaric and psycho My name is Ice Cube

hood robbin?, your money or your life and there ain?t no stopping I never get the working you know I heard they hood robbin?, your money or your life

Now is the time Come on y'all Stand tall, live your life to the limit 'Cause haterism seem like a fuckin' epidemic And look at Ice Cube, I ain't no gimmick

gangsta (All my life) Keep it gansta y'all, keep it gangsta (All my life) Niggas want that gutter shit Fuck that other shit, that play it for your mother