调：G minor•
Verse 1
Gm
F#
Gm
F#
Uhh, uh- huh,
Gm
F#
Gm
F#
yeah
Uhh, uh- huh, yeah
(It's all about the Benjamins, baby)
Uhh, uh- huh, yeah
(It's all about the Benjamins,
Gm
baby)
Goodfellas, uhh
F#
Verse 2
brawlers
Benz with the spoilers
On the low from the Jake in the Taurus
Tryin' to get my hands on
some Grants like Horace
Yeah, livin' the raw deal,
Verse 3
leave in your will
But don't knock me for tryin' to bury
Seven zeros over in Rio de Janeir- y
Ain't nobody's hero,
but I wanna be heard
On your Hot 9- 7 every day,
that's my word
Swimmin' in women wit they
own condominiums
Five plus five's, who drive Millenniums
I get a fifty pound bag of Euk for the mutts
Five carats on my hands wit the cuts
Gm
F#
In somethin' European chromed out with the clutch,
Verse 4
in' a broke Viga
watched by gold diggers (uh)
Rocking Girbaud denims with gold
zippers (c'mon)
Lost your touch, we kept ours,
Freakin' the three- quarter
never gon' believe you
You should do what we do,
stack chips like Hebrews
(uh- uh), 'cause I leave you
I'm only here for that green
paper with the eagle
Verse 5
Stampedin' over,
Verse 6
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,
pageants (hahahaha)
Gangsta mental, stay poppin' Cristal
Gm
F#
Pack a black pistol in the Ac' coupe
Pinky- ringin',
with your chick clingin'
as RuPaul's
Verse 7
F#
(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
baby)
Verse 8
Now, what y'all wanna do?
Fm
F#
Wanna be ballers, shot- callers (It's all
Gm
F#
Brawlers, who be dippin' in the Benz with the spoil
Gm
F#
ers (It's all about the Ben jamins, baby)
On the low from the Jake in
the Taurus (Uh, uh)
Verse 9
Bzzz, throw a hex on the whole
family (Yeah, yeah yeah)
Dressed in all black like The
"This is for my homie" (That's right)
And you know me from
makin' niggas so sick
Floss in my 6, with the 'lex on the wrist
If it's murder,
you know she wrote it (Uh- huh)
Verse 10
deep throat it (Come on)
Take your pick,
Gm
F#
got a firearm you shoulda toted, suck a dick
All that bullshit you kick,
why you ridin' mine? (Uh- huh)
Stash .380s in Mercedes, Puffy,
hold me down, baby!
Pull the trigger too, fuck you! (Uh)
Verse 11
F#
C#
F#
Hide bills in Brazil,
about a mill', the ice grill
liquor be kickin' me
Fm
Ab
F#
Eb
Donnie Brasco
Left my East Coast girl the Bent
chrome 740
oh, where my kitty cat?
F#
Fm
F#
Gm
Half a brick of yay in the
Verse 12
fuck hoes in Penn State (C'mon)
Attack with the MAC, my left hand spit
F#
Eb
Ebm
Eb
Right hand grip on the whip for
the smooth getaway
get away or my lead will spray
don't tempt me
Only to Hell I send thee,
all about the Benjis, what?
Verse 13
baby)
Uh- huh, yeah
(It's all about the Benjamins baby)
Uh- huh, yeah
(It's all about the Benjamins
baby)
Uh- huh, yeah
Verse 14
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
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