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It's Craccin All Night

Tha Dogg Pound

Cali Iz Active

and a gangsta
Gangsta groove and rich, rollin' a cube, and boss up, nigga

Who want want with Sean "Puff" Da Don
Dutch Don Juon with Sean Don, I'm Sean John

drugs, I'm rollin' J's by the two
Straight relaxation, got our feet in the pool
Stars on the ceiling when we go back to my room

Swoll pockets like creatine
Tommy guns yeah big machine
Come correct or dont come fien
Electric car smokin' gasoline
In my line for the kerosene
Rollin

nights at the Ritz check the wrist burnt out
Rollin big spliffs hella trees burnt down
She off molly I'm convinced
But I'm lit right now
Told you I'm

for a real nigga
Ima make her rich
My wrist froze
A bitch touched me she gonna freeze
Now that hoe
All on her knees
My clique on
If a niggas talking

Dead Presidents

Master P

Legal Dope

1995

Oakland, Frisco 

and all them hustlas that's rollin with me 

the TRU click, King George, see-Murder, Calli-G, Silkk, Big Ed 

and ya'll know the Ice

High C Cherrie

John Cougar

A Biography [Bonus Track]

1978

She's one of those Sunday afternoon walkers
Who searches down the rich dick
So here comes, speak this way baby
Ain't no tongue some kinda a trick

Don't Ever Give Up

Too Short

Chase the Cat [Clean]

2001

know it never lasts
And you know how time flies by so fast

Look at rap music, they said it was a fad
But now it's takin' over and I'm so glad
'Cause I

Don't Ever Give Up

Too Short

Chase the Cat

2001

just the past, you know it never lasts
And you know how time flies by so fast
Look at rap music, they said it was a fad
But now it's takin over,

rich right now
I ain't worried bout a bitch right now I'm just tryna get rich right 
now I ain't worried bout shit rn I'm just tryna get rich right now
I

the weather, I'll admit it
Baby, aggro, rollin' up the payroll (whatcha do?)
Really 'bout my gouda a lot, a lot (what?)
Big Buck Hunt, go shot for shot
If

Rich Shooters

Shy Glizzy

Fully Loaded

2018

Bow, bow
Rich shooter, uh, rich shooter
Yeah, damn (rich shooter)
Yeah, hundred round goon (blow blow)
Uh, bitch I'm heroin on the spoon
I'm

me long to smoke a whole 3.5
Took a Look to my left, look to my right
That’s my bro, that’s my bro
Both are by my side

If I see the PO
I can’t stop I

a grin on my grill
Rollin up my tinted windows, raise my antenna
Cause I'm not only fly, but I'm a big bred winner
Girls in bikinis in my back seat
As I'm

getting rich
Too many shoes go with my fit I don't know which
Oh If 12 catch me it's free me I ain't gon snitch
You big mad cuz I blew right when you

Lazy yea
Aye
Aye uhhhn uhhn uhhhhn
Bitch I’m too rich to be lazy
How is he lazy and rich nigga
Bitch I’m too rich to be lazy
Aye How is he lazy

This how we gon get it started
Yeah
Hey
Hey, yeah, hey yeah
What did I miss I'm 20 years old Felling big
Life is good I'm just chillin tryna live
I

Big sticks, I'm riding round town with a rich bitch
She giving me top, that's a rich lick
Talking about daddy come give me kisses (huh)
Rich lick,

on me, yeah-yeah
Pressure 'bout no bitch
That's what I don't need, yeah-yeah
I been out getting rich all by my lonely, yeah-yeah

Pull up on that

Ooh, ooh, ooh
(Dtb, that's a slap) right there

Rich city stunner, big dog move militant
Cold as the winter, but my chick like the summer get

Rick cn Bad
Rich cn Baaad
Ha Ha Ha
Lets'e Go

So Much Money Pon Me Eh Tan Up Long Way Inah Pocket Cyah Fold (Big Racks)
Cash Or Plastic We Nuh Wear

rich

Play with me

You Meet 40


Can’t miss

Too clutch

I’m the 
Big shot
Robert Horry


Big loud

I’m cheffy

I’m the real goat
Believe me

I make

outside, you know what I'm talkin' bout
Yeah, yeah

You ain't no big dog, you ain't certified
If you tellin' lies, me and mine gon expose you
Savage mode for

Pushin' Weight [LP Version]

Ice Cube

Pushin' Weight

1998

Yeah, yeah
Blaze one for the nation
Brr
Brr
Brr

I got lyrics that wake up spirits
They told me how to make big hits and spend digits
Can you