rich boy – let’s get this paper
yeah, yeah, hey, hey hey
r.i.p. pooh bear, that’s my dead homie
f-ck that other sh-t, hey, let’s get this bread homie
remember when they could catch a charge down in atlanta
they underestimate me ’cause i’m comin’ from alabama
martin lee, innocent, he ain’t even have a chance
they beat him in that boot camp ’til he died in that ambulance
that boy was only fifteen years old, f-ck what they say he did
so tell me how i’m ‘posed to feel when police killin’ kids?
and then we can’t get a job, ridin’ we get them pounds
if it ain’t that c-ke then we get that ‘dro and break it down
see that ice, the dope man paradise
boy better think twice, that dope have you doin’ life
they tore down the projects, so where we gonna move next?
they takin’ them food stamps, they stop government checks
hey, money my motivator, my mouth, my money maker
now i don’t see them haters, so let’s go get this paper
yeah when you think about us, think about it, we don’t own nothin’
if we get money, we got a little few dollars, but our whole family tore up n-gg-
you’re gettin’ money for the people in your family that ain’t got nothin’..
when it’s all said and done, what do you own? you don’t own nothin’, you don’t own you…
the n-gg-‘s playin’ basketball, he don’t own that jersey,
he can’t even be in a commercial with his name on the back,
so when it’s really all said and done, what did you do this for?
what difference did you make?
you see how the world changin’? yeah, they left saddam hanging?
wish they just kill ’em all so now the middle east they bangin’
preachers in that pulpit, say they teach that bullsh-t
so know how we know it’s bullsh-t? same n-gg-s i went to school with
grabbin’ on your nuts and disrespectin’ get you merked
them young n-gg-s got pistol grips, they’ve been about they killin’ sh-t
but they all some hypocrites, haters they won’t let me be
when i come up to them gates, i hope you say you heard of me
now kendrick curtis gone, them angels took him home
they gave my brother ten years, the system did him wrong
now we convicted felons, because they caught us sellin’
and nine times out of ten your friend the one who tellin’
i wanna go to heaven, up to that promised land
i need another chance, i wanna meet that man
money my motivator, my mouth my money maker
no i don’t see you haters, so let’s go get this paper
[bridge 2 – polow da don]
yeah! surprise n-gg-s! hey we be high n-gg-! everybody talkin’ ’bout they gettin’ money…
you all n-gg-s ain’t gettin’ no m-th-f-ckin’ money n-gg-!
i got millions n-gg- and i’m still broke n-gg- ’cause that ain’t no motherf-cking’ money!
you all playin’ right into these motherf-cking’ hands…
risk your life everyday for some bullsh-t!
huh n-gg-? what your bank account say n-gg-?
oh that’s all? ha ha!
they shippin’ them boys off, they fightin’ in iraq
its soldiers in that war that ain’t never gonna make it back
n-gg-s this the battlefield, fake n-gg-s scream keep it real
yeah yeah, rob, steal, anything to pay them bills
hey n-gg- time’s harder, so we grind harder
we’re takin’ chances with that c-ke comin’ ‘cross that water
tryin’ to get up out this ghetto life ain’t gotta be this way
them pigs they came and kicked my mama door in yesterday
i prayed a thousand nights, i did a hundred crimes
and now i’m beggin’ lord that you don’t let me down this time
money my motivator, my mouth my money maker
no i don’t see them haters, so let’s go get this paper
[bridge 3 – rich boy]
our father who art in heaven, please lord forgive me for that crack sellin’…
thou kingdom come, thou will be done, these n-gg-s dumb
yeah n-gg- gave my brother ten years n-gg-…
what the f-ck you supposed to do with that n-gg- they gave my uncle twenty years n-gg-..
matter fact they gave my cousin life n-gg-…
i can tell you how i feel n-gg- be on that motherf-cking’ stand n-gg-
lookin’ the motherf-cking judge in they face n-gg-…
and he’s gonna tell you some stupid sh-t like “life” n-gg-..
they’re sendin’ you all n-gg-s on vacation n-gg- ‘cross the nation n-gg-,
you all n-gg-s caught up in the motherf-cking hype n-gg-…
sellin’ that white n-gg-… i been there, done that n-gg-
n-gg- i’m from mobile n-gg- they call that b-tch ?? city n-gg-,
you bring your black -ss there n-gg-, you ain’t gonna make it n-gg-…
you guaranteed to go to motherf-cking prison bein’ black where i’m from
n-gg- i come from the motherf-cking impossible n-gg-
now you all n-gg-s gotta deal with me, n-gg- i’m here!
zone 4 new motherf-cking money n-gg- d boy squad..
rich boy! polow da don! yeah!
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- telly grave – copy of copy > telly grave
- banda pequeños musical – lo sigues amando > banda pequenos musical
- gunplay – ion beg > gunplay
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- b.u.g. mafia – gata de orice > b u g mafia
- raul ortega franco flores – warrior > raul ortega franco flores
- pino d’angiò – zitti buffoni > pino dangio
- amanda rome west – rich & mad > amanda rome west
- e-40 – by any means > e 40
- una rams – sugar free laws > una rams
- grant rice – pot of gold > grant rice
- larry thomas jr. – don’t pass me by (feat. wynter & mishael) > larry thomas jr
- ll cool j – don’t take it personal > ll cool j
- jess greenberg – bold as love > jess greenberg
- michael bolton – soul provider – single version > michael bolton
- mobilee – peter pan > mobilee
- whitey – see you next time > whitey
- axcx – if you don’t like the village people, you’re fucking gay > axcx