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figured I'd have it all by the time I retired
I'd have me a car worth at least a hundred grand.

I'd get it one piece at a time
And it wouldn't cost me
figured I'd have it all by the time I retired
I'd have me a car worth at least a hundred grand.

I'd get it one piece at a time
And it wouldn't cost me
are smoked
4 in his pocket, a diamond-up chain and some coke
Champion hood, the goodies in the brown back
By the radiator near the cookies
That's the power of a song
When it grabs you by the heart
It's gonna find you when it wants to
No matter where you are
That's a miracle of music
Tec woulda been nicer to bring along
Sing along with me if y'all know the song
Mines, gimme, not Vinnie but I'm Naughty
In forty projects drinkin
fast
Stack a hundred bills in your right hand
Right there by the couch bag of rubber bands
Gotta get 5, double stacked that's a hundred grand
Rose
Imagine this breeze coming from the ceiling fast
Stack a hundred bills in your right hand
Right there by the couch bag of rubber bands
Gotta get 5,
Minutes turn to hours, counting seconds tick away. 
Another day tomorrow, tomorrow's just another day. 
Days turn into years, and time goes by
figured I'd have it all by the time I retired
I'd have me a car worth at least a hundred grand.

I'd get it one piece at a time
And it wouldn't cost me
Then looked back at his 40 and proceeded to agree
My agreement was for me to prove him wrong
Then I started to hear the harmonies of all the songs
He
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rock up.)
Blow that kush like a candle.

I got brick fare on me right now and I'll blow it.
40 racks stuffed down in my denim, I'll blow it.
Take
there, nigga fuck you

Money keep coming in so I ain't even worried
I'm richer than your Daddy baby and I ain't even thirty
A nigga made a diss song
to cry

Well, here's a song I wrote when I was about a hundred and forty-four
It was the time when I just couldn't take it anymore
I had to split into
Say that you got it all 
Love the way you players ball 
Claimin that your mail is tall 
Tell me is it true or false 

Verse One: E-40, Too $hort
letting a love song disappear
Before it's written

And no one wants a tune about the 100th luftballoon
That was seen shooting from the window of your room
Ladies you are now tuned into the very best

Sho' Nuff songs

Jazze Phizzle
Rick Ross
Let's go Daddy

Rick Rizzle

M-I-YAYO

[Verse 1:]
Seein' people smile wild in the heat
Hundred and twenty degree
'Cause I want to be free
What's a smilin' fact
When the whole state's racist
Why want
Seein' people smile wild in the heat
A hundred and twenty degree
'cause I wanna be free
What's a smilin' fact
When the whole state's racist
Why want
ya (yeah) 

About 5'4", my .45 is live (uh, uh) 

Don't ya get live? Never judge your man by size (uh, yo) 



[Chorus] 

I'ma do my thang,
when you see me take a bow (Zoovie)
And my jeans, that 'bout 50 thou'
Told my mamma I'mma make her proud
Zoovie zoo I smoke it by the pound
Forty
fired 
But I figured I'd have it all by the time I retired 
I'd have me a car worth at least a hundred grand. 
[CHORUS] 
I'd get it one piece
"Boy, ain't you got any other songs than these?" 
I go walkin' after midnight, goin' where the lonely go 
I got heartaches by the number, hear that
drew it up and screwed them up and see went through with the

Plan
Jumped in the mix with hundred bricks and now a mobbing gorilla
You had to miss go
where Hollywood used to be
And it ain't no forties, it ain't no blunts
I ain't had no ass in five years and eight months
Five more years pass, and I