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Road to the Riches

Kool G Rap & DJ Polo

The Best of Cold Chillin'

2000

tried to clock G's
On my block, now they forever knock Z's
Plans of rampages went for ages
Some got knocked and locked inside cages
Some bit the dust

Yeah

Royce da 5'9"

Independent's Day

2005

can't sign me
You can either Jay-Z me or JV me, get it?

Yeah, nickle ain't going nowhere
Yeah, I ask who want it, nobody
Say, Yeah, hoes that used

the 5 clap
You ain't gonna survive that nigga

Oh, you ruthless
The record I'm a Hustla was stupid
Cause Jay made more off the
Record than you did

Gods Monalisa men the nigga took his time
Put your lips on the ring this is raps next king
Got that Jay Z brain n I'm Kanye on beat
That's forty plus

they Cover the night
Love it when she talk to me
Like you fuckin me right
Could you be my yonce
I’m your JAY-Z
All them other nigga
Need to take heed

with the presence of Jay-Z
Light up a J and smoke it out but I never been lazy
It's just the way I like the mood when the studio hazy
See inside my soul,

Understand..
They Can't Knock What they don't know About...Under Man
And I don't Really Care What's up With Tha Other Man..
Cause I'm focused..Locked in on mine

trying to be like Boston Richey
I'm trying to go Jay-Z Diddy Baby on God
Aye what's the word I'm sick of these bitch ass niggas they act just like a hoe

and take over the world
I don't get excited by you little girls
Mind on that dollar fat jays gettin pearled
Turbo da man bitch I'm setting them trends
You

look up in da sky. Ya likely to see me fly. Yeah, nuthin's gonna knock me down
Everything seems clear, once I started to dream bigger. All I needed was

heels
From Ice-T to Kool Moe Dee to Jay-Z
Now you wanna fuck with me? You must be crazy
You drippin' with whack juice, and you can't get it off
You

Second Round K.O.

Canibus

U-N-I Vs. All

1998

heels
From Ice-T to Kool Moe Dee to Jay-Z
Now you wanna fuck with me? You must be crazy
You drippin' with whack juice, and you can't get it off
You

Headed to Da top and i cant stop wont stop
I Remember walking for cake 
I need dat cheese by any means 
Have seeing dem angels for a slice of devil

on 2K for days, you a ass-sitter
If this was a marathon, I bet I'd bring the hustle out
Said he smokin' strong, I bet I'd knock his muscle out
Talkin'

I'll do it by myself ion need no assist
Every nigga on my team gone be real rich
I got hustle ambitions cause Ian have shit
They think they know me

when I make a play
Jay ain't playin' with no nigga he'll grab a K
Grabba K with some Chico bitches, tell them Andale
Grab a telly, can't be bringin' them

Mr. Carter

Jay-Z

In the Carter Chronicles

2008

you mention Pac, Biggie or Jay Z
Don't forget Weezy, baby

Hey, Mr. Carter, Mr. Carter (Amen)
Tell me, where have you been? Where have you been?

Coming down off the interstate
Love my life cause I'm living great
I hustle hard tyrnna get the cake
And I can't stop till I fill my plate
That trunk bang

be da lotto pick
Bravado rich it come full circle toggle stick
Motivated by deez roots which lay claim to da dirt
I’d be a fool to think my black ever

on bein Jay Z
The run that I'm on is gonna be longer than the Euphrates
Got a super model chick that's badder than Tom Brady's
Rap game bunch of clowns

seen they jaw drop, like a bitch when I bust nuts (bah)
I'm goin' Ye crazy, how would you feel, nigga?
I'm closer to Jay-Z, nobody made me
I was

haven’t been speaking
Tryna find a way outta hell
I’m teetering by the deep end
Can't reach the angels
I’m bullied by inner demons, yea
I’m suffering,

choppaz chop
Standin tall as city hall
Get on his CD nigga naw
Weirdos I can't fuck with ya'll
Meek in his bag nigga I'm in da broad
My young bulls clap

on ya head
Like a breadhead no sah babii
Im tryna fuck on a lady
Got a woman like jay z
Uhhn that is beyonce
Ill put my trust in beyonce
Told her dont