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cent your boy be hated by many men
Swinging for the fence you disrespect I'm swinging for the chin
Hold up do you see him wait I think Lyric coming

Starkology

Ghostface Killah

Apollo Kids

2010

had to chill instead get neck
Rich chandelier gown all over my flesh
'Bout to throw ladies to Haiti, peace to Wyclef
Blowed y'all cream never throw

The INC Is Back

Ja Rule

Blood in My Eye

2003

The bricks is back, the bricks is back
Big 'Dow ain't the toughest
so I'll tell you right now when it's on it's nothin
Shadow gettin to bustin

[Verse 1 -

Die Like a Rich Boy

Frightened Rabbit

Painting of a Panic Attack [LP]

2016

cake

I want to die like a rich boy diving
In a hydrocodone dream
You can die like a rich girl by me
Oh how the magazines will read
I 'll die like

the hood, see who really hard
You ain't nothing but a snitch to the cops
Bitch you da opps, talking bout Black lives matter
When you white all the way down

breaking hearts and gettin' by
Drinkin' alcohol, numbs the choices, dulls the low
Catch me if you can, catch me if you can I don't have a plan, just catch me

surrounded by bosses I’m not just talking push that button that roof come off it/ I’m bout profits if you ain’t talking that  than you  lost me /At Benihana

(Hitmaka)

Up as I ever been, rich as I ever been
Big as I ever been, lit as you never been
I don't give a fuck and I kill with no evidence

I spit that ghetto gospel, uh, real shit I spit that ghetto gospel, real vivid when
I spit it I ain't gotta gossip You can even ask them hoes if

Verse:
, She told me put this dick all in her face. She need a nigga bout dat life, bitch uk it’s BDA. We got drugs lik CVSs’ Drawlin drinkin E&J.

JL4L, Jugg Season
Dazey back again
Rich Youngin this shit hard
All baddies in my presence, it ain't no weak hoes
We be off of anything, but I prefer

Alright

Logic

Under Pressure [Deluxe Version]

2014

even trust the boy scouts
I got these good girls hoin' out
Tell me what the fuck you know about
Bein' that nigga that these niggas don't know a bout

She just hit up my phone
Talkin' 'bout that she miss me
Please leave me alone
I just need my distance
I'm so stuck in my zone
And I'm 'bout to make

Don't care bout the fame
I still can't believe that Kobe's gone
By the time that I was fifteen my wrist was light blue
I do not expect you to like what I

hit his friend
Lanes, we switch now
Say gang, we lit now
This gas, that's big loud
I want racks, let's get rich now
I want racks
Let's get rich now
Fuck

So Ghetto

Jay-Z

Vol. 3: Life and Times of S. Carter [Bonus Tracks Clean]

1999

chicks don't wanna fuck with me
Iceberg, Slim baby ride rims
I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me
You know him well by the name of Jigga

So Ghetto

Jay-Z

Vol. 3: Life and Times of S. Carter [Clean]

1999

gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me
"You know him well" "by the name of Jigga"
I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me
"You can love me

Ayy, ayy, ayy, bitch, I'm bout to fuck around an open can of whoop-ass
Slap him in his face, I ain't fuckin' with his bitch ass
Three fuckin' five up

‘bout the bitch, i just wanna get rich (i just wanna get rich)
Lose the money , get it all right, i could really give a fuck, but the world sucks dick

, they think you really know!
If I were rich, I'd have the time that I lack
To sit in the synagogue and pray.
And maybe have a seat by the Eastern wall.

money surrounded by snakes
Ain't talking Atari ain't playin no games
I know you ain't bout it get outta my face
If you got a problem then let's get in

I'm Triple blessed 
You know what 
Better know that 
I hate your ass too 
Do some
Better know that 
That's big facts
No cap jack 
Yeah 

Yeah you say

doin' it big
Then you thinkin' bout us

I roll 'em faster than a train and I don't wanna stop
Niggas say "need a verse", they fifty grand a pop

I got off my ass and ran it up
Had to get off my ass and go get it
Lil' nigga but I got big digits
If it come down to beef, I'm with it
You can