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They sold me by factor on decrease alone
It was His own sovereign choice
That He would snatch me up out of the grave
Took me up, turned me
Uh, gotta step it up, gotta step it up
If your man's talking crazy, he get wetted up
Baby, back in town, we got some catching up
Tito's by the cases
out man, he came out jookin
The life we chose hoes, clothes, dope, doe
That's all a nigga know, yep
Yeah we getting rich bitch
My whole crew eating
the groove niggas
Bet you know we dont lose nigga
We dont fuck wit no new nigga
If he coming thru we gon say how he moving
She be dancing on tfhe dick
She gon
By six he's out of bed, she makes his coffee sweet
He grabs his boots and his coat
Leaves a note that says, 'I love you'
And runs to catch a bus
or the one you love to hate?
The wrong answer is said, the nigga fled
I pump lead, now he's in a puddle of red
And if you got a buck, you're shit out
answer is said, the nigga fled
I pump lead, now he's in a puddle of red
And if you got a buck, you're shit out of luck
Stuck up by the motherfuckin'
Lucian Grainge from the ghetto, I follow God's orders
And he told me I was rich forever
And he showed me I was rich forever
They call me Mr. Roberts
and frttt frtt
You bet not think bout a move
He was dissing early morning
Boy we killed him by noon
He was white tee rockin
Died like winnie-the-pooh
Nah for
shit
See you portraying rich
Hell Naw!
Rich pussy boss bitch
On a hater neck
Shout out to yo nigga
Bitch
He cut that last check
Rich pussy boss bitch
what we're after
I found you where you found me, it's not a factor
Tell me when you sliding, I know well bring it back again
After, after yeah, it's not
you made a factor tree
Of the factors that caused my girl to leave me
You'd have a tree
Full of Asian porn
See A-L, see you later
he regret it
Once I make a band and get rich, rich, rich, rich
Break in the door, 'nother day in the 'Go
I can't take it no more
(Once I make
[Verse 1: Ice Cube]
I am the one, that you heard about, read about
I am the one, that had to take the ghetto route
I am the one, don't make me
gone stop by
Seen Little Key and them, it was two or three of them
Standin' in the line he said "I'ma pay for me and them"
Pulled his money out,
feelings
Most definitely, you’d rather not be heard
This my November; you get no empathy
This ain’t nothing but some funeral prep to me
I can knock the track
Skillz and this be the Nod Factor
After Mc's smoke me take a toke
I'll fuck your career like the cast on different Strokes
No joke..I see airlines
(David Wesson)
Raised by OGs, I was taught by the best
You was raised on IG
So you was taught by the 'net
See you wearin' fake shit
You wasn't
respect that
So me I'm where that Reuger, that Pump and that Tech at
Some look at me I'm on now, I thought we was rich then
Shit man, but you had like,
So me I'm where that Reuger, that Pump and that Tech at
Some look at me I'm on now, I thought we was rich then
Shit man, but you had like, twenty
Trynna get us mad rich for times that I didn't have it
Bitch I don't need practice cuz my niggas bout action
You niggas no factors just bitches y'all so
of my niggas don't talk, he a boss
One of my niggas come through, knock you off
One of my niggas drink syrup, no coughin'
One of my niggas be scamming,
a n**** what you got
He’ll go to asking what you spent
Pocket watchin ass n*****
Type a shit that make me sick
You ain’t taking nothing from me
Shoot this
They want me to brag, I want to be king of the country (yeah)
They want me to talk, apologies, I cannot say (no, bitch)
One minute they love you (love
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