Lyrics:
(Ma, three strait bubbles
Dress the murder rest)
Good anyway, nigga paid big to keep rollin
Rich, Puffy know chips ain't mean shit
Dogg House is where my
argue
Wit a crazy mi mi mi mi mind
You ought-a know by now
Is that all you get for your money?)
Big jewels and they iced out
Nice trucks Big rims piped
she praying to Allah
Lil' bitch
Go ahead, get wild
OG for the homies
Don't hit milds
Get hip or die
That's a big trial
Get rich
Or die by projectiles
right, yo
Verse One: Dr. Dre
fuck the motherfucking police!
They don't want peace, they want a nigga deceased
So he'll cease to be a problem, and by
it happen
It's West Side nigga, This drive-by is what's crackin'
And the corners is gettin' caught off
The funeral homes is gettin' rich off
Ladies and gentlemen, my name is Rich Nice
And on behalf of Trackmasters Entertainment
I would like to welcome you to the Kid Capri
Soundtrack
Caucasian, iPhone, purple weed, redbone
Hood rich, pimp shit, fast money
No slip
Hemp paper, Bob Marley, raw filters
For the tip take this bag it
run it right back
Smokin all this weed, rollin woods by the pack
get to talkin, bring the glock in, I'm gettin flash backs
Moral of the story, I ain't
the moonlight
Alright livin it up gettin it done out here up in my pickup truck
Got my twelve gauge buck shells rollin em up big buck down
Just load him on up
to a next charge
Ah, low me can't I just floss
Lemme flex and hold my stance
Just tryna get rich
Have cribs out the sticks
So it's straight on to the next
can't do this)
Distracted by the one who's
Distracted by the afters (Rich)
Distracted by the Gerrys
Distracted by the rappers (Sheesh)
Distracted by
will find my path, life keeps flowing,
All I can do, all can do - keep it rollin’,
I will…
For all the over thinking - no conclusions,
Body abuses,
and every day.
I will find my path and beat it life keeps flowing,
All I can do, all can do is keep it rollin’,
I will…
For all the over thinking - no
These niggas hear Butcher's verse and
They go rewrite they shit
These niggas soft like KD, I'm more like KG
'Cause I was on the court
With big boys by
[Fox] I can let him see or feel
[Jay-Z] Exactly
[Fox] Two gun totin', I seen dimes stole
[Jay-Z] Ain't nothin' gonna stop me and hon from rollin'
[Fox]
Man Weezy's a legend (yeah)
You can tell by the bottom of my sleeve when you see what's in a bezel
And he be on a level that's so terrific
I'm in
beer by the cases and a big ole' bag a weed
Cause she love hustlin' Kelvin
I leave her with more blue notes than Melvin
Makes me a hamsandwich
man
Talk that shit go walk on a hike man
Talk that shit get slept by the gang
Big Exl now remember the name
Got that fire ima take it and aim
Lyrical
peers when I served all them years
But no love was lost when you was out rollin' big time
Now I wish you playa hatin niggas would let me get mine
Gossip
how you feel today? Fine, blowed and dandy
Silly like I'm hype off candy, gotta big, thick chick named sandy
In the farm in the middle of the barn
And when I'm rollin' by
Niggas can't see me
The stares of a million pairs of eyes
And you'll never realize
You can't see me
Been gettin' word that
And when I'm rollin' by
Niggas can't see me
The stares of a million pairs of eyes
And you'll never realize
You can't see me
Been gettin' word that
half thief and half black
Bring your boys and your guns and get laughed at
Bitch smacker, rich rappers get they Jag jacked
And found chopped up in
of crime, promotin' violence
I guess that's what I'm best in
Young Bishop Rich 'n' Rollin'
Straight ridin' 'round with that red
Dot on that chopper
Make sure
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