More Money, More Cash, Moe Hoes Video (MV)

[Jay-Z]
Turn the lights even lower!
Hova
Memphis Bleek
Beanie Seigel
Roc-a-fella y'all

[DMX]
Jigga, my nigga, rhyme all night

[Jay-Z]
To the top wit my niggas
Pop wit my niggas
Drive by in whips, rock rocks wit my niggas
Break day on the hottest block wit my niggas
Just cause I
[DMX] Love my niggas
Chill wit the crew
Real wit the crew
4 million sold, look, still wit the crew
Break bread wit the fam
Till I'm dead wit the fam
Duck cops, shake feds wit the fam
Flip them pies wit my hustlas
Ride for my hustlas
Die for my, lie for my, cry for my hustlas
Roll wit my duns
Cold wit the guns
If he slow wit my ones hit the floor when I come
I f*ck wit them hoes that f*ck wit them clothes
That's real wit them shoes, keep it real wit they dudes
I'm sick wit the flow and this is all I know
More money, more cash, more hoes
Biatch

[Chorus: 2x]
More money, more cash, more hoes
More money, more cash, more hoes
More money, more cash, more hoes
More money, more cash, more hoes

[Memphis Bleek]
Ay yo, M-E-M-P-H-I-S Bleek
No need to dress warm, I brought plenty of heat
Y'all can't do nothing with this here
For one, I pack three 9's like the year
Y'all funny money hustlas
7 gram hustlas
Type to bust an O down wit ya man, hustlas
I hold bank dough, dough 6-5-4
While you ho talk that, look for a walk dough
Petty crime niggas
Petty time niggas
Sold petty drugs came up wit petty thugs
Now you got game in you
Wanna be a menace and you got Kane in you
I'll put them thangs in you
I'm a hot lil' nigga
I ain't gotta tell niggas
You came too deep, one fell niggas
I'm layin in the cut but still don't give a f*ck
Roc-a-fella forever, Memph man, what what

[Chorus 2x]

[Beanie Seigel]
Peep the kid from P-H-I-L-L-Y
North west south west south side
Spit it for them bitches and niggas who stay fly
B-Mack, Roc-a-fella till I die
Met Jay, dropped on an album in a week
Without unsigned hype or battle of the beats
The first time niggas heard me spit it in the streets
I gave y'all a thousand bars wit Memphis Bleek
Stay strapped, heat in the car under the seat
6 hammers even though we only 3 deep
We clap up niggas
Smack up niggas
Duck tape, rope, and wrap up niggas
Think shit a joke, go head crack up niggas
Get treated like Coke and get capped up niggas
The only thing funny
Is y'all never seen big face money
Till them big face 20's

[Chorus 2x]

[Jay-Z]
Roc-a-fella shit
1999
You about to witness a dynasty (you are not ready)
Unlike no other
Get down or lay down, ya heard!
No publishin' for niggas
I know y'all niggas wonderin' like
When them niggas gone stop?
We got a date for you
February 31st, 19 neva hate
I know y'all niggas ready to kill ya self too
Just go head and do it!
Jump off a buildin', slit ya wrists!
Just do it!
The world'll be a better place (haha)
Roc-a-fella
Beanie Seigel
Memphis Bleek
Hova Hova
Ya heard me!