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Road to the Riches

Kool G Rap & DJ Polo

The Best of Cold Chillin'

2000

spoiled kids inheriting oil wells
I was the type on the opposite side
Of smoking the pipe, in a beef I got hype
Cause rags to riches switches men

know I’m it
Tag a long
They gotta know it by heart
Sing a long
I got diamonds on my neck huh
In the summer make it flip i learned about that somersault

have no correlation lately I been reminiscing
Saucy came from rags to riches get blown down if you don't mind ya business
Smoking on gas my homies were

Make Em Say Uhh #2

Master P

MP Da Last Don

1998

With diamonds and TRU tats
We make em say 'uhhhh'
An' 'how ya do that'
Third ward hustlaz
On these streets chasin' riches
Penetentury chances
Cause

make money from the chitter chatter
Green like Bruce Banner
See me on your news channel
Rags to riches no Campbell
No easy bake this ain't child's play

speak it
My life is like a real life mission
In the studio I'm whipping like Kitchen
7 days I'm 7 days in
To get from rags to riches
Straight face I ain't

us with them white sins
Still lynch us,
I wish we wasn't so committed to these rags and riches
Because it blinds us from the situation
Tuition chasing

away
Fresh Wes is going to breaka, breaka, break way
From the rags to the riches
I'm giving bitches Different Strokes like Todd Bridges
Mister Maest,

Down South Posted

Juvenile

Juve the Great

2003

paly with us lil daddy because we'll have you in stiches
It's UTP right here and we about getting our riches

[Verse 1: Juvenile]
I pledge aleadgence

blocka flip ya backwards
No Witnesses no evidence so feds don't know what happened
He was raised up by them killers and them dealers and them trappers
Lil

steady smoking them trees
Playing with one, then we coming by twos Free all of my niggas picked up in the streets

We coming for you, ain't no time for no

I'm a Soldier

Silkk the Shocker

Who Bout It, Vol. 2

1998

X)

2nd Verse: [Fiend & Lil' Gotti Gambino]

[Fiend]
All my rivals remember me, Fiend
The one that call the shottie
Blastin' the mafi, there them

out my heart n my songs I know imma blow
Over thinking now my head finna explode
On the road to riches yeah
(Hook) Repeat 2xs
Whipping up drip when I

(See your problem is you chasing a bag for happiness, I’m changing that bitch for stability)

I’m feeling tension 
I’m tryna turn them rags to riches

went from rags to riches
I went from rags to riches
Say how could I love you
Say how could I love you
Say how could I love you
When you out here

the same
And out the trenches of the bay
Takin' it day by day
One step at a time
Closer to our grave

[Chorus] 2x

the old story goes
He went from rags to riches
And he changed as he rose
To me that scenario doesn't apply my friend
'Cause I'm the same guy I've always

flip it
Fuck what they talkin' bout, my nigga gon' stack your riches
Stay down until you come up, and then you cut a shine
These hoes be gold diggin',

to the ceiling
And I'm not negotiating
Tryna get my family out the trenches
I never slack on that paper
They think it's my labor
How I went from rags2riches
So

in and out 

Yea wait go head and get me a bag 

Go from the rags, yea, to the riches 

I gotta get it I feel like it's call of duty how I get in

the trenches
I spent my whole life hustling
Tryna turn rags to riches
I'm talking black Warren buffet
Profit come and we flipping it
This all black owned money

kill me on my block but they been moving stupid 
I'm just a young nigga tryna make it rags to riches 
I know I'm young but mama taught me not to trust

momma got me tripping
If she know that I pop some xans 
Went from riches to rags 
And rags to riches
And I be kicking out bitches
I hate the hoe, she

really ‘bout it
But bitch you won’t shoot
LIl’ bitch I be independent, I’m not never dependin’
On anybody for my moves

[Verse 2]
Lil’ bitch got my soul