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D.B.A. f Luniz

Havin` Thangs

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It`s all about havin` thangs (gold rings, and my platinum chain)the game is hard to obtainIt`s all about havin` thangs (gold rings, and my platinum chain)when you get it, it`s hard to maintainIt`s all about havin` thangs (gold rings, and my platinum chain)it`s hard to stop slangin caineIt`s all about havin` thangs (gold rings, and my platinum chain)get it before you get fameVerse 1 *(Numskull)*Make mine a double shotof cold schnapps runnin off my top lipfreezin on the late night shiftwit Barney Rubble jaws so coldscratch the crack of my asscross-eyedone on Narcs an one on Taskfuck this I`m goin into fuck wit my broad an get a little helmet an a shot of henI`m on the way to where my flat isdaddy is, on the way, down yonder by the back hidsbad kids is my enemiesniggas who cop blocks, stop knocks an haters not from my spotan they always stare like they know mean there`s one nigga, who swear to God I`ma fuckin phonybe like "Sup folks, I got cream"nigga is you smokin, do I look like a mutha fuckin dope fiendnow this shit`s gettin kicked offit`s like 12 to 1 an I bet I don`t get ripped offso more words is passedthey approached, I reached, them niggas dashedI dashed too cuz murders like the livin hellI put the lead on ya, an risk 25 wit an Linstead of bein a down low nigga, hang on no coat tailsrig-ups, big licks an fake dope sales.It`s all about havin` thangs (gold rings, and my platinum chain)the game is hard to obtainIt`s all about havin` thangs (gold rings, and my platinum chain)when you get it, it`s hard to maintainIt`s all about havin` thangs (gold rings, and my platinum chain)it`s hard to stop slangin caineIt`s all about havin` thangs (gold rings, and my platinum chain)get it before you get fame.Verse 2 *(Poppa L.Q.)*Listen upI like 100 dollar bill stacksbest of the congniacsexin women from the backplayas is you wit dat?I started from scrapsto ah, get me some scratchfirst I, bought me some crackthen I, started to stackI got my pockets so fatthen flipped me a flapwent bankrupt for a minutegrindin brought me backI got potnas out here ballin but I`m still on the grindI juss hope they still ballin when I finally get mineplayas askin me what`s poppinbut I`m yellin "aint no tellin"like Jack told Hellen tryin not to catch my third fuckin felonpockets swellin, damn right I`m sellin dopebut damn, ya`ll actin like I`m supposed to stay brokeI got, bills to payI been scramblin all daytryin to flip this yay an stay swallowed over ??? ???I suited an booted, an heavily lootedchampagne on my brain an devishly suitedan all the female fiendswanna be on the teamso they can sip the Cristal an blow on the greenwould a million dollar man an some thousand dollar clothesbelittle himselfan fuck wit two dollar hoes?It`s all about havin` thangs (gold rings, and my platinum chain)the game is hard to obtainIt`s all about havin` thangs (gold rings, and my platinum chain)when you get it, it`s hard to maintainIt`s all about havin` thangs (gold rings, and my platinum chain)it`s hard to stop slangin caineIt`s all about havin` thangs (gold rings, and my platinum chain)get it before you get fameVerse 3 *(Yukmouth)*When I was 5 years old I was told there was a road to flip a 500 Benzo fresh off the floorin the door wit Lorenzo`striple gold`s an voguesany way you go you can`t go wrongso nigga juss go on that pass "Go"collect yo 2 hun wit 2 gunsan under bucket Cutlass not too flossy or too slumpthe right one (baby!)niggas go crazy for the Coca-Cola classicat dark I`m strap-a-matic like Jurassic Parkin `88, niggas straight laced cables an medallionsa stable fulla stallionsan yay is for metallionsniggas smilin in my face to get the safe codeI lace hoesan break thoseniggas I hold for randsom like in Wacomake no mistake it`s Killa Kaliniggas laugh, spend cash on the Cristali, federalis beat yo ass up in the alleynigga the jar was shook up, until the caviar was cooked up(Whalla)"There you are, eh Mr. Creamery ya think ya slickya sold me some bullshit, what the fuck is this?!"Nigga, it`s called the drought seasonthat shit you never seen cousinwhile you smokin cream, buzzin niggas mean mugginrushin knots down the block niggas snuffin hoppsbustin at the mutha fuckin cops, nigga duck an watchmy rings an my phat gold chainslangin whole thangs on Soul Trainnigga fa sho maynesittin on glod thangs an thats fa sheezypimpin aint easy mutha fucka cuz I`m breezy.Havin` it.(ha)It`s all about havin` thangs (gold rings, and my platinum chain)the game is hard to obtainIt`s all about havin` thangs (gold rings, and my platinum chain)when you get it, it`s hard to maintainIt`s all about havin` thangs (gold rings, and my platinum chain)it`s hard to stop slangin caineIt`s all about havin` thangs (gold rings, and my platinum chain)get it before you get fame

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