two big guns that'll body your squad Could niggaz be scheamin on me? Probably are Think Jigga's a joke nigga? Hardy har I spit Brook-Brook-Brooklyn every time I bust Radio
road to riches and diamond rings Real niggaz do real things Hangin with the honies is the song I sing Real niggaz do real things On the road to riches
You can't help of the way that flow When he leave the club ladies be like, "did you see which way did he go?" That will wraps a coop out from a radio
wet dogs so step off. You better do your history I did my history. This kiddos done Before i could thug a nigga he was Jim Jones son What's the big ol
true I'm blue like Captain Kangaroo and for the few who knew yo I'm a bang for you Becuz the Kid Rock ain't no bitch yo and I ain't no radio wanna get rich
like Spaulding Ya'll know cuevo make Tray flow en fuego Its T. Lee spittin' and I'm down with the Queen [Queen Pen] Radio play just really advances my chances With big
But I gotta chase the donuts, cocoa's growin And it's like "oh shit, she was just born" And now she knowin every song on the radio (radio) If I hear another
the whole saint lou We good (good) good thangs (good thangs) Ain't got no problems bout lettin em loose Ma, i aint got no change Big spaces out churr like a hundred yards I got credit cards You can charge em all (boo) I know you heard me on yo radi
with the master plan The rebirth of Langston Hughes, I'm that man I'm in the streets like old graffiti I'm hearin wankstas talkin greasy Whether broke or rich
the six-pack wrappers and the bad ideas or whatever is keeping me from sleeping i let a good girl go with a bad excuse the radio's playing that rich
: [Saafir as radio host] Rrrah, uhh, bitch! It's radio radio station, cat Xzibit huh? K-W-Balls, Daniel Thompson hold like this Like that in fact, with
the Siruis, radio Satellite TV, who do it like me? In designer outfits, while sellin the tag Yves Saint Laurent boots, Yves Saint Laurent bag Keep the Pokeman in case a big
cause I'm going to be rich nigga I put that on my two nuts [Chorus:] I ain't fuckin' with you You're not to be fucked with (Big nigga I though you knew
finally make one dollar, their profit is Andrew Jack-son ($20) You skinny. They got plenty. The Benjamins? Before you see any They getting G's: big cheese
Johnny Cash Yeah, whatcha think about that? Well, I'm a crazy son of a (Bad word) But I know I'm gonna make it big and rich Yeah, I'm gonna let it rip
meetin' Cash money makin', movin' shakin' Corporate jet glidin', limousine ridin' Writin' hits, filthy rich straight up nigga That's right, I'm a nigga Now I'ma write this song though the radio
me,now your kids rave me I rap about the life that the city streets gave me Murder,intrigue,somebody must bleed Miami Vice is small time,L.A's the big
I ain't got time for sittin in the penitentuary All I know is I'm rich, all I know is that G-Unit work When your album drop they go bezerk Mad video play, crazy radio