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ryan mc - get rich lyrics

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intro:
man i spent my whole life robbin’ and flockin tryna get rich man
all i wanted was a bag ( laughs ) it is what is tho , i know what i signed up for

verse 1:
i spent alot of time flockin these houses all for the funds
came in this game and fell in love wit drugs
i got some n-gg-s that be knockin at sh-t all for the fun
pull a choppa out i bet you them n-gg-s run
man these n-gg-s too good at actin get in a movie
30 in the glock for the ones that wanna do me
how you n-gg-s ain’t got no cannons but say yall shooters
my lil homie 16 ridin round wit a ruger
you talkin bout yall knockin at sh-t
where is the bodies tom took 150 years for a homi
and he still push the gang a level 4 can’t stop that
we shootin bullets at them enimigo ball caps
im tryna make it out but i know it ain’t easy
im thru the back door hopin that neighbors dont see me
man this life ain’t a game why you playin and sh-t
they tried to wash lil goon gang enhancements a b-tch

hook:
i spent my whole robbin and flockin tryna get rich
takin n-gg-s lives and leavin they family sick
never ride wit nothin less than 30 inside the stick
i done lost alot of n-gg-s and im still wit the sh-t

i spent my whole robbin and flockin tryna get rich
takin n-gg-s lives and leavin they family sick
never ride wit nothin less than 30 inside the stick
i done lost alot of n-gg-s and im still wit the sh-t

verse 2:
you know i gotta keep it on me cuz my life too good
im thinkin bout the sh-t ive done while i smoke this wood
i ain’t swaye but you know i gotta ride wit my glock
so if the police try to get me h-ll naw i won’t stop
i chase cash n-gg- i dont chase p-ssy that sh-t weak
i get love from the northside all the way to the east
i spit heat they can’t compete so i know they gone hate
so all this love that they showin me im knowin its fake
i spent my whole life robbin and flockin tryna get rich
and keep my circle small cuz every n-gg- ain’t got tight lips
i like a b-tch wit some hips and a -ss that clap
like my gun if n-gg-s try to come and take my stacks
n-gg- im tryna make it out but i know it ain’t easy
im thru the window hopin that neighbors dont see me
n-gg- this life ain’t a game so why you play wit this sh-t
they tried to wash filthy pac gang enhancements a b-tch

hook:
i spent my whole robbin and flockin tryna get rich
takin n-gg-s lives and leavin they family sick
never ride wit nothin less than 30 inside the stick
i done lost alot of n-gg-s and im still wit the sh-t

i spent my whole robbin and flockin tryna get rich
takin n-gg-s lives and leavin they family sick
never ride wit nothin less than 30 inside the stick
i done lost alot of n-gg-s and im still wit the sh-t



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