Текст песни 50 Cent - Poor Lil` Rich
50 Cent - Poor Lil` Rich слова песни
(Chorus: repeat 2x)
I was a poor nigga
Now I`m a rich nigga
Getting paper now you can`t 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, copy niggaz like it`s all good
Fuck around we crip-walking in the wrong hood
I`m fresh up out the slammer, I ain`t no fucking bama
I`m 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 I`m done (yeah)
My money come in lumps, my pockets got the mumps
You see me sitting on dubs, that`s why u mad chump
Don`t 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 can`t go commercial, they love me in the street
I`m real bloody man, the hood love me man
Don`t 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)
I`m in the Benz on Monday, the BM on Tuesday
Range on Wednesday, Thursday I`m 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 don`t 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)