Intro Plays

(Chorus) Nate Dogg
Stackin' real, no fakin', we risin' to the top
Ballin', shinin', disrespect us, that's a flop
Cash kings in the game, ain't no room for the lame
Respect our grind, or feel the heat of the flame

(Verse 1) Eminem
I'm the litty, gritty boss with stacks of big ass cash
Every move I make double-checked, no trash
Haters talkin', but they just a bunch of anuses
I'm bout that green, ain't phuckin' with no hoes

Countin' hundred-dollar bills, yeah that's my nature
Hustlin' hard all day, no time for no hater
I'm drippin' in designer, all eyes on me
Authentic to the core, you can't disagree
How would they give a phuck

(Chorus) Nate Dogg
Stackin' real, no fakin', we risin' to the top
Ballin', shinin', disrespect us, that's a flop
Cash kings in the game, ain't no room for the lame
Respect our grind, or feel the heat of the flame
(Verse 2) 50 Cent
I walk the streets with swagger, speak the truth no cap
Cut the fake shit, real recognize real, dat's a rap
My clique stay strapped, ain't playin' with these fools
Money and respect, the golden rule

Sippin' on Henney, watchin' haters fade away
I stay on top, ain't no time for delay
My team stay strong, loyalty is a must
If you cross us, these bitches just gona combust

(Chorus) Nate Dogg
Stackin' real, no fakin', we risin' to the top
Ballin', shinin', disrespect us, that's a flop
Cash kings in the game, ain't no room for the lame
Respect our grind, or feel the heat of the flame

(Hook) Nate Dogg
I wake up in the morning, dollar signs in my eyes
I hustle everyday, chasing that big ass prize
A world full of diamonds, a life full of thrill
I'm gonna make it rain, 'cause I got that cashin flow

(Chorus) Nate Dogg
Stackin' real, no fakin', we risin' to the top
Ballin', shinin', disrespect us, that's a flop
Cash kings in the game, ain't no room for the lame
Respect our grind, or feel the heat of the flame
(Outro) Eminem
Cash kings, we reign supreme, no fakes in sight
Real recognize real, blingin' in the night
We stay authentic, respect is earned, never given
We the kings of the streets, our pockets always driven