Is you 'bout what I brang nigga? Biggety-bang nigga? Get it through your head before I let it rang nigga Whoa nigga, you ain't a friend, you a foe Hoe
You gone take them 5 Or you gone take them to the trial and go get denied? By that probation and you just got Caught with that fry, that alibi ain't gone
Them Hot Boys out here, ya heard me? The B.G., headbussin' Moe, fa sho' 'Bout to make it happen Magnolia 'bout that gafflin', Valence and Magnolia I'
You 'bout dat paper? You on top? You handlin' business? You doin' swell? Down with yo' niggaz to da finish? Are you willin' to hit da streetz up and make
I went through with the plan, now the man sendin' me grams My coke organization still infestin' the land No joke, built my Mama an estate in the Bahamas
Nigga just came home from jail, look how he played me Kicked my door down, took my shit an' tied up my ol' lady Now, I'm just kick back broke, poverty
Plants and rags Ease myself into a body bag Plants and rags Ease myself into a body bag Dreamt a man He fed me fine food He gave me shiny things I dreamt
be Just me and my princess in rags She's the only girl for me And some day it's gotta be Just me and my princess in rags
Smoother surface than before eyes set to a different shore But what of that which lives within this face Sweeter scent than before renewed temptation
[Mackey] There are times when you get suckered in By drugs, and alcohol, and sex with women (mmmkay) But it's when you do these things too much That you
there thugg'n Woday, get 'em up get 'em up...what! [chorus 2x: master p] My niggas here we go (huh) from the streets We clock that doe (what) Doo rags
I forever be a beggar Whose golden dreams would not come true Or will I go from rags to riches My fate is up to you I know I go from rags to riches
silenced, but they belong to anyone And these little junk creatures made from rags and bones And these little junk creatures made from rags and bones Rags
Rags To Riches I'd know I'd go from rags to riches If you would only say you care And though my pocket may be empty I'd be a millionaire. My clothes
From rags to riches and back again. I throw my pearls at you swine. kiss and tell, kiss and tell. I do that all the time. "i'm a man in a million
It's a long way down from riches to rags but if you can wear a cotton dress with pride Then come on down from riches to rags if a poor man's love can
are your broken promises I wait no longer, I go from rags to riches From rags to riches, I go from rags to riches Go from rags to riches, from rags to
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