paroles de chanson Rich - Blac Youngsta , 4ternity

I just signed to Island
I spent 40 on my wrist
I spent 40 on yo b-
N- that′s 80 yeah I'm rich
I just signed to Island
I spent 40 on my wrist
I spent 40 on yo b-
N- that′s 80 yeah I'm rich

Yeah I'm rich!
(Hey)
(B- I′m too real)
Pull up to the club and there′s b-tches gettin d-!
(Gave here d- aye)
(You know the drill)
Yeah hey
Yeah n- yeah
You don't want these problems I got em
You don′t want these problems I promise
Yeah n- I promise
Like yeah n-gga I'm rich
We could get you hit
For real!
Rich!
I said we could get you hit
For real!

Yuhh
Hey
Gang gang gang
B-tch I′m too real
One Hunnid
(F- it)
You know the drill
Let's run it
(F- it)
Been killin sh.
Wit my tool box drillin sh-
I′m in love wit a ignorant b-
Every time she go to war I'm in the sh-
You can get a f- pound for ya benefits
I ain't talkin filthy but I′m filthy rich
Ima use a rubber before I hit the b-
Streets co-sign I′m the realest sh-
I know stories that can never be told
I bought d- that could never be sold
I got n-s locked in a penitentiary
Free my n-s that'll never get parole
If you ran little boy I would′ve blowed
You a little fuck n- you would've told
They gon′ make a n- run in the bank
Up the Mac and scream give me the code
I'm rich
I can′t f- that b- unless she wetter than my spit
All these racks on me my money longer
Than my d-
Put that on my set them n-s play they gon get hit
When my dogs fall down I let them hit like
Michael Vick

I'm rich!
B- I'm too real
Pull up to the club and there′s b-s gettin d-!
You know the drill

Niggas in the cut we around
(Round)
That n-gga a goofy he a clown
(Clown)
Liquor like my women like em brown
(Brown)
Told that lil b- to buss it down
(For real)
She just want a n-gga that is active
I just bought a gun with the attachments
Heard that n-gga died
Girl what happened
I knew all along he was capping
It′s to bad can't f- she broke
Wanna f- tay she wet she soaked
Put it half way down her throat
Couldn′t take this d- she choked
She just did a line of coke
Had me preaching like the pope

I'm rich!
B- I′m too real
Pull up to the club and there's b-s gettin d-!
You know the drill