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    50 Cent Poor Lil Rich

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    3:19
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    Добавлена 20 февраля 2008 пользователем AND1

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    [Verse 1]

    I let my watch talk for me, my whip talk for me

    My gat talk for me, BOW! What up homie

    My watch saying hi shorty we can be friends

    My whip saying quit playing bitch get in

    My earring saying we can hit the mall together

    Shorty its only right that we ball together

    Im into bigger things yall niggaz yall know my style

    Ya wrist bling bling, my shit bling blow

    My pinky ring talk it say fifty Im sick

    Thats why these niggaz is on my dick

    Some hate me, some love my hits

    Flex my man he gon bump my shit

    See Im alive man I really dont care

    I tell them hoes whatever they wanna hear

    You try and play me Ima blaze it in

    My chromes cost more than the crib ya momma raised ya in



    [Chorus: repeat 2x]

    I was a poor nigga

    Now Im a rich nigga

    Getting paper now you cant tell me shit nigga

    You can find me in the fo dot six nigga

    In the backseat fondling ya bitch nigga



    [Verse 2]

    New York niggaz, cocky niggaz like its all good

    Fuck around we crip-walking in the wrong hood

    Im fresh up out the slammer, I aint no fucking bama

    Im from the wild whody, but I know country grammar

    See me I get it crunk, niggaz go head and front

    I go up out the trunk, come back, rollout Im done (yeah)

    My money come in lumps, my pockets got the mumps

    You see me sitting on dubs, thats why u mad chump

    Dont make me hit ya up, 50 cent will split ya up

    I lay you down, them carnids will come and get ya up

    See 50 play fa keeps, and 50 stay wit heat

    I cant go commercial, they love me in the street

    Im real bloody man, the hood love me man

    Dont make me show up in ya crib like bro-man

    Locked up in a pen, I still do my thing

    C-O screaming shut the fuck up in the pen



    [Chorus] (2x)



    Im in the Benz on Monday, the BM on Tuesday

    Range on Wednesday, Thursday Im in the hooptay

    Porsche on Friday, I do things my way

    Vipe or Vette, I tear up the highway

    Shorty she can tell ya about my dick game

    But she dont know me, she only know my nickname

    Left the hood and came back, damn shit changed

    These young boys, they done got they own work man



    [Chorus] (2x)




    [ Poor Lil Rich Lyrics ]


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