作曲 : Jason Epperson & Cornell Haynes & Nelly Uhh, I falls through in a Hummer, Murphy, the Don, Lizzie, KeyuanWith the best thunder than Sean John, you don't want none Partner, I got a rep for leavin heads swollen up On top of all that, I got the rap sewed up Hold up, with the budda thumpin' ****** quota And just the teach a lesson, I put one in ya shoulder I told ya, ' Tics live for the street life Eat right, **** good, and refer thru the pipe And give me head all night And if its some beef, I pumpin' lead on sight Until they deceased I took ya head off right I live in the **********, where the feds, play sheist I still floss ice, keep it tight E-very time, call me the Black Liberace when I'm playing mine Thats how I flo, I gotta get mine, partna, any way it go Whether it be rapping or with the 4-4 Let's make a MillionKeep it real for Triple-0Eyes low, from plenty Henny and Hydro**** a ***** and some ClothesI gotta get rich, go platinum and do shows And get the DoughLet's make a MillionKeep it real for Triple-0Eyes low, from plenty Henny and Hydro**** a ***** and some ClothesI gotta get rich, go platinum and do shows And get the DoughMy *****, I can make a million blind-folded, with no shows Using no flows, just Arm 'n' Hammer and four O'sGimme low-do's and a connect, that Neva closed And watch me lock it down from North County to BenRos**** some Mo-Mo's, gimme hundred spokes, all chrome On the Navigata equipped to click and log on I leave that before its gone' Fore they even bring it home Matta fact, I'll tell you whats in the back, its all gone Two holes in the roof, to let the sun come in Match it leather car seat, in case my son get in I spare one off in the back in case he bring his friend Playstation just in case a ***** think he can win Let's make a MillionKeep it real for Triple-0Eyes low, from plenty Henny and Hydro**** a ***** and some ClothesI gotta get rich, go platinum and do shows And get the DoughLet's make a MillionKeep it real for Triple-0Eyes low, from plenty Henny and Hydro**** a ***** and some ClothesI gotta get rich, go platinum and do shows And get the DoughI gotta make a million Gotta get myself a million Gonna turn that into a billion If not, then I just won't die I say now, tho yo wrappers off in tha air But only if the ice on your wrist cause glares I gettin' stares from dime *****es, is he alone? Where's his Mrs., 1-2-3-4-5 bottles of Cris'sOn the table, arms the strong ripp off the LabelNo more shows for free, I'm pay-per-view like cable They all screamin' my name, different shades and race Take them all backstage and let 'em plead they case Make a million like Jigga, standin' in one place Sound scan like Thrilla with out changing my face They threw a weak plan B, says who? Says MaseThen whats plan A, 'cause plan B about papes Let's make a MillionKeep it real for Triple-0Eyes low, from plenty Henny and Hydro**** a ***** and some ClothesI gotta get rich, go platinum and do shows And get the DoughLet's make a MillionKeep it real for Triple-0Eyes low, from plenty Henny and Hydro**** a ***** and some ClothesI gotta get rich, go platinum and do shows And get the DoughI gotta make a million Gotta get myself a million Gonna turn that into a billion If not, then I just won't die All my Midwest ****** tryin' to make a meal Tho Dem Wrappas(And the Dough-O) All my dirty south ****** tryin' to make a meal Tho Dem Wrappas(And the Dough-O) All my west coast ****** tryin' to make a meal Tho Dem Wrappas(And the Dough-O) All my east coast ****** tryin' to make a meal Tho Dem Wrappas(And the Dough-O)
作曲 : Jason Epperson & Cornell Haynes & Nelly Uhh, I falls through in a Hummer, Murphy, the Don, Lizzie, KeyuanWith the best thunder than Sean John, you don't want none Partner, I got a rep for leavin heads swollen up On top of all that, I got the rap sewed up Hold up, with the budda thumpin' ****** quota And just the teach a lesson, I put one in ya shoulder I told ya, ' Tics live for the street life Eat right, **** good, and refer thru the pipe And give me head all night And if its some beef, I pumpin' lead on sight Until they deceased I took ya head off right I live in the **********, where the feds, play sheist I still floss ice, keep it tight E-very time, call me the Black Liberace when I'm playing mine Thats how I flo, I gotta get mine, partna, any way it go Whether it be rapping or with the 4-4 Let's make a MillionKeep it real for Triple-0Eyes low, from plenty Henny and Hydro**** a ***** and some ClothesI gotta get rich, go platinum and do shows And get the DoughLet's make a MillionKeep it real for Triple-0Eyes low, from plenty Henny and Hydro**** a ***** and some ClothesI gotta get rich, go platinum and do shows And get the DoughMy *****, I can make a million blind-folded, with no shows Using no flows, just Arm 'n' Hammer and four O'sGimme low-do's and a connect, that Neva closed And watch me lock it down from North County to BenRos**** some Mo-Mo's, gimme hundred spokes, all chrome On the Navigata equipped to click and log on I leave that before its gone' Fore they even bring it home Matta fact, I'll tell you whats in the back, its all gone Two holes in the roof, to let the sun come in Match it leather car seat, in case my son get in I spare one off in the back in case he bring his friend Playstation just in case a ***** think he can win Let's make a MillionKeep it real for Triple-0Eyes low, from plenty Henny and Hydro**** a ***** and some ClothesI gotta get rich, go platinum and do shows And get the DoughLet's make a MillionKeep it real for Triple-0Eyes low, from plenty Henny and Hydro**** a ***** and some ClothesI gotta get rich, go platinum and do shows And get the DoughI gotta make a million Gotta get myself a million Gonna turn that into a billion If not, then I just won't die I say now, tho yo wrappers off in tha air But only if the ice on your wrist cause glares I gettin' stares from dime *****es, is he alone? Where's his Mrs., 1-2-3-4-5 bottles of Cris'sOn the table, arms the strong ripp off the LabelNo more shows for free, I'm pay-per-view like cable They all screamin' my name, different shades and race Take them all backstage and let 'em plead they case Make a million like Jigga, standin' in one place Sound scan like Thrilla with out changing my face They threw a weak plan B, says who? Says MaseThen whats plan A, 'cause plan B about papes Let's make a MillionKeep it real for Triple-0Eyes low, from plenty Henny and Hydro**** a ***** and some ClothesI gotta get rich, go platinum and do shows And get the DoughLet's make a MillionKeep it real for Triple-0Eyes low, from plenty Henny and Hydro**** a ***** and some ClothesI gotta get rich, go platinum and do shows And get the DoughI gotta make a million Gotta get myself a million Gonna turn that into a billion If not, then I just won't die All my Midwest ****** tryin' to make a meal Tho Dem Wrappas(And the Dough-O) All my dirty south ****** tryin' to make a meal Tho Dem Wrappas(And the Dough-O) All my west coast ****** tryin' to make a meal Tho Dem Wrappas(And the Dough-O) All my east coast ****** tryin' to make a meal Tho Dem Wrappas(And the Dough-O)
