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to get popped by a cop?
Who the next n**** in the hood to get shot?
I hope it ain't me, so I'm strapped up in bulletproof
N**** on my stomach see -
Bought your first album, ain't took it out the plastic yet
Move from Philly to L.A. And think he Fresh Prince
Sean Kingston got robbed and now you niggas
the Yellow Pages under smooth shit
'Cause Red ain't down for the bullshit
Niggas fucked up by letting me make an album
(How come, rude boy?)
To get
hundred acres like I'm triple platinum
Triple platinum without an album sale
Three million grams, I left a powder trail
All gold Rollie, face like
production.
He has received a Grammy Award, an Emmy Award, and over 20 gold and platinum albums. He has charted #1 on many Billboard charts as a mixer
received a Grammy Award, an Emmy Award, and over 20 gold and platinum albums. He has charted #1 on many Billboard charts as a mixer and producer including
received a Grammy Award, an Emmy Award, and over 20 gold and platinum albums. He has charted #1 on many Billboard charts as a mixer and producer including
And you ain't got nothing to say (what!)
Well it's album number two right (yeah)
So you gotta let 'em know (that's right)
So do your thing (yeah)
Take
no drive-by's
We walked over
COB bandana tied to the end of the AR
Iller than they are, rhymes so sick
Give 'em the day off
This is the chaos, Nicolas
baby, the nature of the business is unstable
Especially when your project ain't properly promoted by your label
E'ry album I put out gold or platinum,
[Intro: Dig Dast (Jamel Simmons) {Gold D}]
Yo my nigga Jamel Simmons what the deal nigga?
(Gold D, Dig Dast what's goin down, what's goin down)
in my room like she a singer
I could outdo your album if they see I dropped a single
Know they want my soul this shit full of gold
See them seasons
yeah yeah I got that Midas touch
Might just turn this one to gold, then platinum (Let's go)
We just 'gon see how this goes, this ain't the album (No no)
stop me now (who, you?)
Every album offered me a glimpse of heaven
No parentals, uncensored, guess I snuck into the Restricted Section
These Dark Arts
gold Raekwon first album
Nothing but a G thing like when Dre met Calvin
That's the type of shit I'm made of
That's the type of shit I'm made of
Yeah,
the album, typical
Bitch my wrist is gold
I'm Ibaka on the pick-and-roll
I make sure the bricks step in
I push the envelope
I cant let em catch me lackin
Architect no rapper this is more than an album
I was born by the river
By the river
In a little tent
Oh and like
this shit I'm soul
Ice ice they gotta pay me in gold
Told em rich by 24
No love no x and o's
Wrist in froze ya beats being me
All the baddest hoes
[Master P talking]
G man, why don't you go on, pass the dank
Let's take a lil' break ya know whatb I'm sayin'
Before we finish this album up
and four albums that went gold
I represent a Benz, BMW and a Cherokee
And still the industry won't respect me
Yeah, they give a lot of respect and props
I'm draped up in gold, but no Pharaoh, rockin' handcuffs; that's Ferragamo
Bricks by the boat, overload, I think I'm the Don, but no Rocco
This
who's playin'
This new album produced by Swizz Beats, Pharrell, and Timbaland
Correction again, this album is executive produced by the Dragon, Pharrell
and MC's roll
But the albums they make never go gold
When I was young, I knew I'd be one of the best
Every time I made a song it came out so fresh
I was
[Intro: Dig Dast (Jamel Simmons) {Gold D}]
Yo my nigga Jamel Simmons what the deal nigga?
(Gold D, Dig Dast what's goin down, what's goin down)
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