Get Rich Die Tryin
Lue Otti
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The rich will get richer And the poor will Get poorer But the poor will eat the rich Lock and loaded These air Jordan's Them 23's jump back at it Posted up with them goons around me They bout action And they shooting plastics Wanksta niggas Don't mess withem Imma Dope nigga Lingo lavish Walking around with this cash on me Money long like cords Like bungey jumping Own brand Imma Bill Board Diamonds in the chain Lika painted picture Naked bitches on camcord Going real hard And they both sisters Doors up on that Lamborghini Go vertical its stunting season Plastic bag yea it's full of dope Can't even cope Kill the competition Gotta problem with my dealings nigga Want cha re-up and come see about me Cut ya chick naw ya in yo feelings Now we both chilling Give me sloppy toppy Pyrex flow Brush that dope up off me Murder niggas Killing them softly Illest niggas Vomit fluids on me Out the crack pot With these units on me Keep that qualla qualla Off in my pocket Got them quarters on me That's 50 Keep that thang loaded Leavem slump over Got 9 on me That's 50 Young dope nigga Imma go getta No wanksta nigga That's 50 Catch me in club Pockets full of dubs A lot sex no love That's 50 Get Rich Die Trying Get Rich Die Trying Get Rich Die Trying Get Rich Die Trying Get Rich Die Trying Get Rich Die Trying Get Rich Die Trying Get Rich Die Trying You a window shopper Naw I gotta cop it Imma splurge my pockets I'm ignant Yea Whip game proper Lot of Achilles This yayo product I'm filthy Look at all these diamonds like vitamin water I'm seeing no evil for these millions Yea Flexing hard for my city What up gangsta I'm sixin Stay high all times that sticky Laughing straight to the bank with it Many Men wish death me Never back down I'm still pimping U not like me Know ya like my style I Trap hard I get it Cliggaty clack that cliggaty clack That money fall in my piggy bank My toy soldiers they'll die for me They'll bust ya head For that piece of change Hate or love it I'm still on top Them rims on the candy shop still amazing Pyrex flow Brush that dope up off me Murder niggas Killing them softly Illest niggas Vomit fluids on me Out the crack pot With these units on me Keep that qualla qualla Off in my pocket Got them quarters on me That's 50 Keep that thang loaded Leavem slump over Got 9 on me That's 50 Young dope nigga Imma go getta No wanksta nigga That's 50 Catch me in club Pockets full of dubs A lot sex no love That's 50 Get Rich Die Trying Get Rich Die Trying Get Rich Die Trying Get Rich Die Trying Get Rich Die Trying Get Rich Die Trying Get Rich Die Trying Get Rich Die Trying Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death I will fear no evil For you are with me Your rod and Your staff thy comfort me
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