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Don't Trust 'Em

Ice Cube

The Predator

1992

strange, but could you
Stop thinkin with ya dick for a change
'Cause you'll get a bullet in your brain, Mr Rich
And about that bitch, don't trust 'em

Big

Juice WRLD

Death Race for Love

2019

the tints, pull up with the tints, clip is extended
Never gave a fuck, never gave a shit, only gettin' rich
Limb by limb, forgive and forget, man, I don't

the messenger
Let them pussies know who drivin' by, go 'head and rev it up
Put that boy we smoked on it, I might just snatch your necklace up
They keep hangin'

for the rich and the presidents
Hella the quick glass nasty grins
Boy thats it, pop up the mothaf**kin hood and buzzin
And pushing butty shit that you

Dirrty

Ruff Ryders

Ryde or Die, Vol. 3: In the "R" We Trust

2001

spit rounds
Murder your block then skip town, nigga!

[Chorus 2X: Petey Pablo]
This gon' be the anthem for the clubs (YEAH!) code of the thugs

Night Riders

Slick Rick

Make the Music 2000

1999

screamin just to hear me flow 
Aha-wweeh, "Hereeeee we goooooooo..."

No not rich, old boy bougie 
Car KITT known to get Rolls Royce pussy 
In front

They post then delete it
Girl, you unsent your message
How was I gon' read it?
Talkin' shit on the gang
Now that boy gettin' a beatin'
Boy, you don't got

iMixNationForReal
Shouts out to Nation, yeah

Get money regardless, fuck bitches regardless
Hit licks regardless, get rich regardless
He snitched regardless, no

my music but yo ho still vibing
Ion give a fuck how rich i get lil bitch im still robbing
This pack i got galapogs this bitch here real tropic
Mood

I had a dream I put Rollies
On all of the homies that Shit feel immaculate
Go to the club with a 20 Pack on me
And Let it all rain I’m not saving it

the stars in the sky in the club at night
This ice on my wrist got a Rich nigga froze in time
Light up if you got it coz you know we bout that life
Yeah we

Got my heart spinning, Lord save me, I'm trying to get this right
Now meet me at the party It's about to get lit
Got the boys in the club Walking in,

Don't Tell

Snoop Dogg

No Limit Top Dogg

1999

was with it so when you be quiet
Now you facin twenty all by yourself
The nigga you was with man he rich as hell
Even though this story is a fairy

Single

Yo Gotti

Live from the Kitchen

2012

single single single
I'm single for the night

Trap talk homie say he wanna single
Hood nigga and my bomb and a can of Pringles
I get paid to hit the club

hoe 
(repeat lines wit stars once) 

[Chorus]
I said I'm off in the club (shawty) 
not lookin fo love(shawty) 
but I'm lookin fo a gurl(shawty) 
one I

you can't slide on my residence
Imma go two boy fuck a bitch to a fan
Top boy one of one gang I'm the man
Kick shit like Saka looking for the gang they

Intro/Rise from the Dirt

Lloyd Banks

V6: The Gift

2012

afflicted and wrist
I'm one of the greatest, I'm sick of picturing this
And bleed my rose I buy a pitcher rich
Who gives a fuck by the way they gon' please

bizness
Reaching in his pocket, Gucci slap him with the pistol

Get your bitch ass down nigga, motherfucking move nigga
Hood rich!

Break up to your

paper up I can't get enough
I need old money that papyrus, till I'm rich enough the clubs pay for us
I'm on my grind like a skateboarder, money on my mind

in a Honda , he left in a hurst

I got them ones ima fuck up the club
Rich nigga don't step on my rug
I don't sell no more but I'm still the plug
By

the hardest ni**a doin this s*** hands down/F*** around and be man down stand ground/While you in the club gettin lit I'm in the trap ni**a fu**** yo b****

Say they gave the wrong young nigga money
You funny i don't know a nigga by Cinco
Boy your real name Johnny
Seen my little brother with McQueen
Then

Jump off on on the couch
Rollin' on that molly, wanna fuck a bitch now
By the end of this song
I bet they shut this bitch down

Boy I'm 'bout my dollar

to know what it’s like to give all of you
Got someone watching below that’s gon follow you
Boy if you broke you broke
And if you rich you rich
As long