Lyrics:
to win
Chargin like I'm shack too
Big racks in pocket too
Win or lose I'll still finish
Work hard I'll keep business
Steady by the fucken minute
Everybody
Hold this shit down, blood
You understand me?
Cash Money, Rich Gang wave, nigga
Yeah crazy, yeah, hustler, thats me
Muscle, what you think?
Pussy, play
payback is a must when I ain't the nigga that's gettin rich
Cause life ain't but one big change
And unlike these other motherfuckers
I ain't afraid to touch
a nerd and you don't know what a condom is
The head still good though, the head still good though
Ladies say "Nam Myoho Renge Kyo"
Make a nigga say big
blood clot crying
The kids, the dog, everybody dyin, no lying
So don't you get suspicious
I'm Big dangerous you're just a Likkle Vicious
As I leave my
from da Midwest, Now I’m big rich!
Rockin out, me vs world; Scott pilgrim
got shot by they own
AI cross got 'em shook, huh (AI cross got 'em shook)
Workin' out with the big dogs
With the weight, now watch me cook, huh
Top
Girl if i had one wish
It’d be for us to get rich, have kids, Hold it down n never split
Girl if i had one wish
It’d be for us to get rich, have
getting laid
Face masks, butt plugs
Sold out, big fame
Fuck
The poor beg
The rich laugh
The kids bribed
Taken for flights
The poor stare
The rich preach
ain't shit to send a blitz
I was stuck up in the trap telling everybody I'll be rich
I'm a trap god with this load can find the brokest nigga and turn him
Big drip big whip big ice big bank
EZZY MONEY
My drip is so hard you can’t stand by me
(big drip)
My whip is so hard you can’t park by me
(skurt)
My
Attack?
Where is this guy from, man?
[ Ecstacy ]
Oh, I heard of a heart attack or a big mac attack
But what's a rap attack?
[ Jalil ]
Come here, man,
rockin like this?
[ Jalil (& Ecstacy) ]
Well, rapping's always been around
(Well, it says that it's big time now)
Every neighborhood had its own crew
this
stay awake at night crave
now I'm paid for this
still we ain't shit
a hundred thousand ain't rich
I take a chip
flip a grip and multiply it by
Everybody screamin' out, Who That Who That
Who That? You niggas, they know that I do that
Bitch, I'm the realest young nigga
We get it, you niggas can't go
of your parents side by side in I.C.U (everybody lose)
Closed casket so they can't have a proper wake
Don't interfere with family business, that's how we
suit's and boots was the gear
Of fly bands and hip hop stars of the year
"Hey-ho" when rockin' on the
Street was the show
When the people clapped but they
one by itself bigger than planet
You got what I need so if you want it you can have it
Everybody tryna grab them goodies out ya basket
Cuz you the pick
though
Die young but fuck it, we flew first class
Turned you to a rich bitch buy you first class
Up in this bitch and we lit up like a screen
Every
And everybody's putting their
Laptops on the pool table
Playing songs through these big-ass
Speakers it was crazy and they wanted me to
Play, so I plugged in,
those for my betterment
I'm out for dead presidents
To represent mines only click with my kind
My best friend is my grind
Everybody got big dreams
But few
[T.I.]
hey wut it is pimpin, Slim Thug n T.I.P. doing it B.I.G wit B.I.G (ye a ye yea..) yall understand wut im sayin (heyy..) PSC pimpin, yall
couldn't sell that coke
When I was young, it was hard to tell
If I grow up and be rich as hell
See, I was cool I knew all the shit
Big bank on my finger
Everybody wants to be rich
Everybody wants to be wealthy
We fixate on that green
So much it is unhealthy
If you don't got it, you fail
You're seen
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