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we not that rich
We livin' life, just gettin' by
Feelin' low, feelin' down
Not thinkin' twice, take a shot of Crown
Homies rollin' loud but I paid

(hey)
(Ah, ah) I'm doin' rich shit (hey)
(Ah, ah) Richtivities

Poke it out, ass fat, showin' out
Goin' out, liquor shots pourin' out
Big amounts,

Jsem rich na účtě a bohatej na duši
Stejně občas, píčo, dá mi život za uši
Hodně už vim, stejně pořád se učim
Nemám jinou možnost, vždycky musim

protein
Who ever told you rappers ain't shit
Money coming in its all been legit
Got no suit and I'm still getting rich, bitch

Rollin rollin' rollin

I wanna make it rich 
I wanna make it big 
Know I gotta keep these sticks 
223 get you hit
Know i gotta go get rich for the fun life 
I just wanna

dip, she like big dick (yeah, yeah, gang)
I got cash (cash)
I like getting rich (rich)
She got lots of ass (ass)
I got hoes, Brad Pitt (bitch), yeah

million in cars and jewelry
Carry me by six mother fuck a jury
Too rich better watch how ya talking to me
Lil bitch wanna pull up and pop it for me
They

deck
Vvs on my neck
Ice ice
Big shits
Rich nigger coup
Big shit
Rich nigher coup
Big shit
Flexing Diamond boys
Big shit
Flexing diamond boys
Written by

Pushin' Weight

Ice Cube

Pimpin' Ain't Dead

1999

search of the rich blocks, to lick spots, and kick rocks 
From shattered glass, down the pig locks 
Want tips by the clock 
You niggas scramblin' for

Big Shot

Mustard

Big Shot

2019

fell off yet
Payment? Hell naw, I'm rich
C.O.D, ask Elliot, bitch

Big shot, Mr. Big shot (shot)
Mr. Big shot, Mr. Big shot (shot)
Got OG, got

Girl if i had one wish
It’d be for us to get rich, have kids, Hold it down n never split
Girl if i had one wish
It’d be for us to get rich, have

getting laid
Face masks, butt plugs
Sold out, big fame
Fuck

The poor beg
The rich laugh
The kids bribed
Taken for flights
The poor stare
The rich preach

Swerve with the goons (swerve)
Big stepper, I just came from the moon (step, moon)
I'm smokin' a real one (static is real)
I'm workin' a fool

the city hit the gas switch lanes 
I ain't nothing like her last big dog too lame 
Young rich homie I ain't worried 'bout fame
I been stacking since

He said, he said he want smoke 
He said he want smoke 
But he only rollin' mids 
He said he want smoke 
But he only rollin' mids 
He said he want

Can't get my foot off the gas, cruisin' way over the limit
But i just wanna be rich yeah, stack up the racks
Then make it expand, man i swear we'll make

her home
And he was rollin' with the big whips, light red Bronco, high rollin' when he sit
Then Quila had to babysit, rail city callin', big chance

Pop Out Lyrics 


Hook
Might just pop out with my wrist
Might just pop out with your bitch
By what she want and shit 
Trap Nigga I’m rich
Diamonds

you have
To be strong in his word
By living your life
I can't be alone in this battleship
I'm heading on to the top
With ma Jesus piece
Big cars, rich

you have
To be strong in his word
By living your life
I can't be alone in this battleship
I'm heading on to the top
With ma Jesus piece
Big cars, rich

big rich things
As a bad guy I like big fresh things
As a bad bitch you like big long things
As a gangster I like ripe fresh things
African girl dem

cause this bitch kept on trollin
Four, five, six, yeah, you know I kept on rollin heat

Chillin' by the harbor, lookin' down on Leeds city streets
Ended

Bitch get rich like Scrooge McDuck
I slide thru and then I bust
Wich yo bitch she rollin up
We just turnin ops to runtz
SADBOYKILLA  give no fucks

Rich that's ahh niggha Fix
Bad bitches big chains what ahh Niggha Chase 
Finally got it finally got it taking all Fades 
I'm in trap by myself taking all