Letras:
Mr Rags

like ross that ain't ay boss up in here Mr.Rags Tiny Loco that a boss up in here get it clear I got to go for Mine I ain't afraid fear Mr.Rags ayyayay

ya now hey! [Verse 3:] Inna di east and di west and di north and di south A poor people pickney dem waan fi sellout Mr speedy! him run go speed out

: [Cornelius & Barnaby:] Yes, New York It's really us Barnaby and Cornelius [Mrs. Molloy & Minnie:] All the guests of Mr. Hackl are Feelin' great and

My Soldiers Throw Your Hands Up And All My Gangsters Throw Your Rags Up And All My Ryders Put Your Straps Up And if Your Bumpin Mr. Criminal Turn

feat. 50 Cent) [Obie Trice & 50 Cent:] Yeah, ride wit me Come ride wit Trice, man I brought my man wit me, Curtis Interscope Jack' Ha-ha, ha-ha Mr.

get us saved Like it take a lot more than do-rags to get your waves Nothin' sad as that day, my girl father passed away So I promise to Mr. Rainey, "

a vest, okay I rep the town harder than any of you niggaz Wherever I stand my bills the same punk And you got the nerve to tell me Come gangsta, throw your rags

love this When my niggaz and bitches go from rags to riches It'll be thug life and y'all still with me When my niggaz and bitches go from rags to riches

nigga Slip Capone Ha ha ha ha, hell yeah, lot of fakers is out there Niggaz get around these backwoods Get around they mommas, pull up they pants Hide they rags