Gotta Get Da Cheese lyrics

[Intro: Q-Ball]
Yeah, Illy Funkstaz
Represent Philly
Check it out
(?), Goes like this

[Verse 1: Q-Ball]
Everybody wanna claim my homicide
Knowin' that they never dwelled in the streets, kickin' all the same lies
Hypnotised by the T.V.s and real G's
Turnin' half the population into phonies
Freeze, I got the real rugged raw clique
n*ggas can't stand it, the black Gambino takin' you for granted
Ya better back up, n*gga slack up
When ya comin' through the 6-0 area, you better pack up
Strap up, before ya damn luck run out
Ya doubters shout, if we ain't got guns, we goin' in ya mouth
Ya stand on ya suburbian corners thinkin' ya causin' ruckus
But when we stand outside, we makin' ducats
Sellin' crack in caps to fiends
It ain't all about being mean, it's all about makin' the green
Yeah n*gga, ya better figure
How you goin' around with ya straps, and i"m sittin' back gettin' richer

[Hook: Q-Ball] x2
I Gotta Get Da Cheese, if ya know what I mean
Comin' up in the world is everyone's dream
I got my (mind on my and my money on my mind)
Yeah, that's why I (chill with my raw rap)
[Verse 2: Riq Geez]
Understandin' myself, that it's a must, relievin' stress that's inside of me
Physically harmin' me, escape this ghetto type of mentality
Don't let it bother me, gotta keep my sanity
Only the product inside of me keeps the devil from dividin' me
And for this reason I live by the day, huh
Never to go astray, do or die in the hallway
Force drive relentless, it don't make a difference
I'm in it to win it, snake shady crime business
Cream is my fantasy but don't stand before me, see
Only a lie fulfills unfound destinies
You hurtin' me, thinkin' that you can get with me
Thinkin' ya take Riq Geez cash and jet, with me see
It won't happen, that's what ya think
Pull out ya gun, blaow, ya die, one eye blink
Listen, you dunno what it is to be for real
'Cause you don't know the meanin', cuz you ain't really real
One man's hate leads to another man's fate
Life, pursue the money, comin' up, I can't wait
And when I do, I spread love through my unit
My family, no hangin' with plugs that's always gassin' me
I never waste time when gettin' mine
Along with my rhymes, I keep my money on my mind

(Mind on my and my money on my mind)
Yeah, that's why, (chill with my raw rap)
[Hook: Q-Ball]
(Mind on my and my money on my mind)
Yeah, that's why,(chill with my raw rap)
I Gotta Get Da Cheese, if ya know what I mean
Comin' up in the world is everyone's dream
I got my (mind on my and my money on my mind)
Yeah, that's why I (chill with my raw rap)
I Gotta Get Da Cheese, if ya know what I mean
Comin' up in the world is everyone's dream

[Verse 3: Taj Mahal]
Mafia man, cold villian of the streets
Pack a piece, f*ck Tha Police, a young thief
Stickin' n*ggas for cash, I'll put the money in a bag
Feel the gun blast as slugs roll by, straight through ya ass
See, I gots to have all of the American dream
Me and my team, out to get cream, make the hoes scream
Pullin' up into the spotlight, I gots to do it right
6 keys comin' in on a midnight flight
Livin' like Scarface at age of 18
I got an M-16 measurin' those on a triple beam
It seems, like a fantasy
Livin' like a star, mad hoes, a lot of money
Plus we had it locked on E-Block
Sellin' crack to fiends non-stop, bustin' shots, kickin' in dope spots
Money came fast but that was in the past
Knew this life wouldn't last, gots to turn my cash
Into something legal, can't go on livin' evil
When I do, when I die, I might go to hell
Or in jail, and I heard that's the worst place to be
See, and that is the difference between you and me, uhh
[Hook: Q-Ball]
(Mind on my and my money on my mind)
Yeah, that's why,(chill with my raw rap)
I Gotta Get Da Cheese, if ya know what I mean
Comin' up in the world is everyone's dream
I got my (mind on my and my money on my mind)
Yeah, that's why I (chill with my raw rap)
Check it out, yeah