Ken Car$on - Get Rich Or Die текст песни

Текст песни Get Rich Or Die - Ken Car$on

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (ayy, yeah)

Yeah, yeah (ayy, yeah), yeah, ayy

I copped me a house with a gate

I get rich, I know these niggas hate

I was starvin', they ate in my face

Now you know how your medicine tastes

This a marathon, this not a race

I'm just tryin' to find my pace

I get rich without tryin' every day

I get money, I count up some ways

And if I'm not dead, I'm gettin' to that bread

I call up your bitch, I just want some head

I just want that top, I don't want no sex

You know I got guap, I don't need to flex

My Porsche is droptop, I don't need the 'Vette

Yeah, push-start, ain't no keys to that, yeah

Talkin' down and we shoot at his head

Tried to run and we shot off his legs

Play with your bitch pussy, don't play with my bread

These niggas play gangster, but really be scared

You just talkin', you soft, you really like Ted

I get high and nod off, I'm off of these meds

I get topped in my pit, you ain't got no bed

Boy, you don't pay no rent, you don't pay for shed

Got Givenchy my shirt and my toes and my legs

Shawty ridin' my dick like it came with some pegs, yeah

I just been pouring this red, yeah

And it's Wock'

Shawty suck me up 'til her jaws lock

Told her, "Baby, keep going, don't stop"

Yeah, that's just how I roll and I rock

Yeah, I'm rolling off X 'til I drop

Fuck that bulletproof vest, you get shot in your top

Swear these niggas be thinking they cool, and they not

These niggas be lame, these niggas be hot

Think it's a game, boy, you could get shot

I got good aim, don't need a red dot

Try me? Ain't no way, he thought I forgot

I was fucking your bae, she dropped me the dot

She sent the location, yeah, she sent the pin

You went on vacation, my boys, they went in

We took everything, left a note that said, "Ken Car$on"