Lyrics:
Pull up just to hit
It she gave head like
Fitted she swallow all
my kids i guess
She like babysitting
I'm on the road
To the riches Pyrex in
not fumble
And if you think I’m lyin’
I’m the king of the jungle
If you bout’ that business
Homie pay me a visit
I’m on the road to riches
And God is my
A Stor Mo Chroi
When you're far away
From the homes that you've soon be leaving
And it's many's the time
By night and day
Your heart will sorely be
a flow and maintain
With this rhythm I envision with precision
That Kool G Rap, yeah the Rhymes I Express
On the Road to Riches, I expect no less
Like Eric
he just whipped the pole out
Unky in Kentucky for the Derby, beat the road down
I don't pop Xans, the Wock' got me slowed down
You know what they
strippin
Gotta keep it pimpin
On the road to riches
Niggas go the wrong way
Hating over pussy
Is not a boss trait
Fellin kind of bossy
Drip with Malone's
Basement"
Jammin' Styles P and Jadakiss, first time I seen the Lox
Started gettin' high, homicides, drive-by, XDs
Lemon squeeze, red beams and Glocks
Seen
Hocus? No, I boast as oceans flow, we toe to toe positions
We know this road seldom chose by those who don't know Jehovah
It's hard to be highly involved
On the road to some riches, I'm laughing
'Cause I keep running into your- (uh)
How I keep running into your exes?
I keep touching yo shit, get the message
being punished for seeking to honestly understand
How can I proclaim love for that which I don't feel
How can I say you by my side when to me you ain't
and pave a new path
Accomplish goals and gain new riches yet still stand as a man
Though opposition seek to destroy my mind is made
To find a place where
[Speech]
"We hold these truths to be self evident
that all men are created equal
and endowed by their creator
with certain inalienable rights
soldi come un tossico alla bamba
Facendo road to riches
Non voglio nuovi amici
So bene le mie radici
Ma devo scappare per andare più lit
Devi puntare
pleased
(Spoken verse)
The old man by the wayside said
The road is never straight ahead
We cannot see around each bend
Nor fathom what the fates portend
you out the cage
From the get-go, the critics ranted and raved
Cause Hip-Hop was too strong
The road to the riches we began to pave
Where the body,
up out the spot and kept away from snitches
Took a trip across town just to floss my riches
Bitches turn into niggas and start yappin
One more hit
dope boy, my whole town know
Part-time rappеr, they still tryna
Steal my sound though, it's Murda
They say I'm a gift from God
But possessed by a dark
up and just
Stretching my business (yeah)
Stackin my riches I'm straight
From the trenches (facts, trenches)
Runnin' the game like this shit is
guess Old Father Time's put on one hell of a show
'Cause the older that I get it seems the less I know
I found the road to riches was just a private
cliental legal drug money on paper routes
Till the death do us part for money, power, respect
My road to riches don't want dies like life after death
Its
you out the cage
From the get-go, the critics ranted and raved
Cause Hip-Hop was too strong
The road to the riches we began to pave
Where the body,
people betting on me
Verse 1
On the road to riches
Fw next model top bitches
Just young niggas tryna find a way to get it
Posted on the block late
Whole Lot Of A sense -
Went from rags to riches I ain’t sacrifice a lamb
If he a rat get rags and stitches scare him off make em scram
Why they
double cross me, better look both ways
I'm a superstar baby so I need my space
On the road to riches and I don't need no brakes
I wan 6 and 3 that's AMG
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