gang Dub to your face baby till ya say my name Don't get your clique served So much Black and Yellow you would think I'm from Pittsburg Intern, get yearn
them bitches feel, I'm working wood wheel In a 2000 Seville your stepdaddy can get killed If he keeps talking shit, ain't no thang to get hit On your
that had much game, deeper than the abyss, Taught me such thangs as how to get fame and keepin' cash in my fist, Now I insist to get my scrilla scratch
to fiends real gangstas get money and they call tha shots got block burnas that dont rap i can get you shot and then niggas tryna get tha Don's killed
got them 100 proof that's taped up and watt block Carousel my issue I got's to get richer I ain't cockin' out until I get me some millions All day my
If it don't make dollars then it don't make sense Dope man money with a dope man bitch Big ballin' baby my whole clique rich Big ballin' baby I know we
'm Gettin' Money [Chorus: Young Buck] I Got No Time To Chase That Bitch I'm On My Grind I Flip Them Bricks Pimp That Ho 'till She Get Me Rich Hustlin
Pistol Stay Cocked Cause Niggaz Thrivin Up On My Block Shut Da Fuck Up Back Tha Fuck Up Bitch You'll Get Touched My Clique 2 Much We Gone Go Out Rich
got ice on my wrist, too cold to melt Pinky ring, icey icey, in a bird nest [TQ:] I'm from the ice clique, we unexplainably rich Whole lot of hits
but you gotta do it big so when you gone the streets miss ya just roll the ball til them folks come get ya I aint never gon sleep cuz I?m trying to get richer
car, HB bought your chain Left him and then that fat nigga did the same thang (Yuh!) No loyalty - jumped clique to clique He's a rappin' prostitue -
lil nigga Chad Fake fuck niggaz get dealt with quick Damn something stink Sunny V he the shit Commity thats the clique Fuck you, pay me we rich Over the sky in helicopters Baby we rich
with night sticks, illegal sales districts Hand-picked lunatics, keep poli-trick-cians rich Heretics push narcotics amidst its risks and frisks Cool cliques throw bricks but seldom get
, walkin' jack moves Stalkin' gat fools, walkin' jack moves Stalkin' gat fools, walkin' jack moves Woke up this morning with the thought of robbin' A bank to get rich
, all of em comin soon Broad day light get yo ass in the afternoon I roll wit money gang SOD goon squad Yeah i'm rich but yo ass still can get robbed
go down I blow through your clique like Hurricane Floyd Keep rappers paranoid, kept your bodies in the game Is something I can't avoid, shit get tricky
' bloody I serve niggas like the homeless Mission kitchen We're fixin' chicken for the bums free You can't tell us we don't get this money We keep a dollar up like Richie Rich
Bitch give me head on the first date, what a fan Three best MC's I think on the other hand Stand like an officer not a gentleman Niggaz get rich off of