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funny
But when it all appears then they wanna be buddies
Swear you can only get rich by being lucky
I just wanna send my parents somewhere hot and sunny

in me big fly with it believe me I push a line nigga by design I'm in it believe me I own it it's my life that's all that I need as a motive to keep it

drop out you best just leave
Like the Hakka we stand side
By side that's why no bro deceased
With words I'm scaring opps
Put thoughts in there
Head until

Tic-Tac-Toe

Kyper

Tic-Tac-Toe

1990

to the disco
See a fly girl and say hello
They just look me in the eye and pass right by
With that booty shakin' like Jello

I like to speak 'cause that's

Always keep it subtle showing stealth
Lived a big portion of my life in a bubble
Might still be stuck in the box
Till I decide to go outside and talk

like Big Meech
Shit's peak, leave an opp six feet
Feeling like royalty
Listen when the king speaks
Poor starving, rich eat, loyalty with fees
This is all

War Witcha Homeboy

Young Buck

Case Dismissed!: The Introduction Of G-Unit South

2006

grind, waited in tha line
Thinkin' dat we'd both git rich in due time (Nigga!)
My blessin' came and people started to listin
It's G-Unit now so I put him

working 
Always working 

(Verse)

I’m ybs I go by skola I put that work in
I don’t trust these bitches 
I don’t need no hoes 
I just be flirting 
Riding

Yeah, niggas already know what the fuck goin' on with me, man
Big Doe Beezy checkin' in
Niggas know who run the fuckin' city, nigga (no zap)
Fuck

Whatever

Baby Beesh

Baby Beesh Presents What's Really! Game One

2000

[Stone]
Hot Boys vacating the pop
Talk can back shit up
The Feds call my 'hood a Payday
'cause it's packed with nuts
Ghetto rich money stashed
In

the rest
He send a test, I’m Acing that
But when it comes these women
I could use a study guide
No matter how big my heart grows
The love always seems to die

off, claiming they hotter and rich still
No big deal, I won't talk about
Unless you really want to talk about it
That's so sick
Can't be a boss you don't

wack
Rappers be Mike Eppin', but without the heaven, can't get rich by moving no sack
I'm asking one question, tell me good lessons, that you got from

a rockstar, I'm a wockstar, we got put over by that cop car
Had the wood in my lap, I was mad as fuck
You got a stick in the back with a semi-truck

Yeah nigga

like Pete Rose
This year, I'm doing big things
Livin' day by day you know life ain't easy as it seems
Advice to my dogs, appreciate the simple things

racks
Strap by my side and your bitch on my lap
Yea we been traveling all around the map
Think that she want it, them bitches be cap
Once I get gone you

I'm big dawg don't really gotta Flex
Smash and I'm on to the next Wooooooo
Surrounded, surrounded, surrounded By people sometimes I'm paranoid

yi te skirt
Okwa ne shake ka big waist
Them go pick race with speed dika with pace
What a mess what a disgrace
O chizoba na anyi noo ndu taa bu by his

when I see them but the truth is I don't trust these niggas
Vroom, vroom when I swing by, damn right I'm a big fry
Add an "s" to that, well in fact

Queen Warrior you know I’m doing fine
Stay on it so I get em every time
Big moves yea I’m bout to blow yo mind
Africa to California yeah
It’s been

I'm blessed
Be by myself not like the rest
Lean on myself when I need some help
Eat competition swallow and belch
Decomposition a horrible smell
Be

get down
My haters got big frowns signing the dots
Building houses in big towns
I'm rich as fuck
It's only a matter of time
Before I'm dicking your

ain't mad, that most of them envy
Though my crib so big, steal in their head rent-free
That's by the side, I made a hundred mil' last year
That's wild

as dangerous
I'll push the narrative, you'd rather be more famous than rich
You'll never hit the lotto
You don't scratch the surface
Can't forget Mick
I'll make