Rich Niggaz (Explicit)
Juvenile"Rich Niggaz (Explicit)" is a song by Juvenile, released in 1998 in the Pop genre. The song is 4:19 long and contains 99 lines and 725 words.
0:00Rich Niggaz - Juvenile/Paparue/Turk/Lil Wayne (李尔·韦恩)
0:01Why why why
0:03Why why why
0:06Why why
0:08Cash money rich niggaz look
0:10Loud pipes big rims ni**a that's my life
0:13As I pull up at the club sorry that's my knife
0:16I know a lot of haters probably saying that that's not right
0:18Well my diamonds so much bigger
0:20So that's my life gleam gleam
0:22Now only carry big face
0:23And you hear the ching ching
0:25Now you can ask your wife
0:26And she will say the same thing
0:28And your children be amazed
0:29When they see me on the big screen
0:31I crack myself up I know I talk lot
0:34But I can back myself up
0:35Got a little house on the beach
0:36That's where I shack myself up
0:38You ain't really got more money
0:39Than me think about it
0:41Let's just say somebody gave me
0:42A check to think about it
0:43So I just bought a new rollie
0:45And got to take a link up out it
0:46And me with no ice is like a prince concert
0:48That ain't crowded
0:49They see the beam and the truck
0:50And the b12 and we was next
0:52Then that's when I pull up
0:53In the b e l l l l ex
0:54I'm on fire
1:00Hot hot hot hot hot hot hot
1:05We on fire
1:11Hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot
1:16Juvenile I used to be r t a bound
1:19Now I be busting these b*tches when I come around
1:22Acting like a ni**a that ain't never had sh*t
1:24Look into my bed saying that's a mad hit
1:27I'll be damned if these
1:28Diamonds and golds ain't shining
1:30My rollie ain't rinning my bank ain't climbing
1:32You looking at a multi millionaire in the flesh
1:35Might don't have it now but I just got me a check
1:38I can walk it like
1:39I talk it play it how I feel
1:41Teach it like I preach it now put that in your head
1:43Ni**a bet a thousand shoot a thousand ain't nothing
1:46Smoke a pound pop the crystal and drink something
1:49Meet me in the casino way in the back
1:52Losin' money like a motherf**ker still shooting craps
1:54Tomorrow I'll be back I got millionaire status
1:57We make so much money irs be looking at us
1:59I'm on fire
2:06Hot hot hot hot hot hot hot
2:10We on fire
2:17Hot hot hot hot hot hot hot
2:21I got more ends than bunny have in a factory
2:24I'm lil turk I'm living large
2:25Got the baddest hoes after me
2:27Picture me a young ni**a bawling out of control
2:30Playing with millions laying in condos
2:32Ni**a I shine shine through the f**kin' week
2:35The flyiest ride with crystal in the passenger seat
2:38Don't hate me 'cause I'm a little bawler
2:41Got more weight than angola f**king your girl carla
2:43Ni**a I stunt and I'm a stunt 'til I can't no more
2:47Chest lit up like the oaks from the diamonds I sport
2:49Yo I can't be touched don't think I'm too much
2:53Ni**a I'm rich what the f**k
2:54Rolex crushed out with the bezel
2:57And all the foes that get close
2:58To me got to be on my schedule
3:00I got so much money I don't know what to do
3:02Buy houses and cars and break bread with my crew
3:05I'm on fire
3:11Hot hot hot hot hot hot hot
3:16We on fire
3:22Hot hot hot hot hot hot hot
3:26BG on fire
3:33Hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot
3:38It's like monkey see monkey do
3:40Rolling with the cash money runners I stay true
3:43'Cause when we're running and changin'
3:45On the million dollar scene
3:46Holding together mo de ming mo de ming
3:49When I bring out the rubber around the hummer
3:51Followed by the benz and the lex bubble
3:54When I start they said I had no fame
3:56Now all the girls just end up calling my name
3:59Kenj is the to coma coma see me
4:02Fax the contract to big cash money
4:05'Cause you know this whole clique right with me
4:08They're right with me sip pe di dy
4:11Won't count the diamonds just around my neck
4:13X amount a dollars on a bankroll check
4:16If you want to really come and sing to me
4:19Those that got me wicked then I do somethin' for free
Rich Niggaz - Juvenile/Paparue/Turk/Lil Wayne (李尔·韦恩) Why why why Why why why Why why Cash money rich niggaz look Loud pipes big rims ni**a that's my life As I pull up at the club sorry that's my knife I know a lot of haters probably saying that that's not right Well my diamonds so much bigger So that's my life gleam gleam Now only carry big face And you hear the ching ching Now you can ask your wife And she will say the same thing And your children be amazed When they see me on the big screen I crack myself up I know I talk lot But I can back myself up Got a little house on the beach That's where I shack myself up You ain't really got more money Than me think about it Let's just say somebody gave me A check to think about it So I just bought a new rollie And got to take a link up out it And me with no ice is like a prince concert That ain't crowded They see the beam and the truck And the b12 and we was next Then that's when I pull up In the b e l l l l ex I'm on fire Hot hot hot hot hot hot hot We on fire Hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot Juvenile I used to be r t a bound Now I be busting these b*tches when I come around Acting like a ni**a that ain't never had sh*t Look into my bed saying that's a mad hit I'll be damned if these Diamonds and golds ain't shining My rollie ain't rinning my bank ain't climbing You looking at a multi millionaire in the flesh Might don't have it now but I just got me a check I can walk it like I talk it play it how I feel Teach it like I preach it now put that in your head Ni**a bet a thousand shoot a thousand ain't nothing Smoke a pound pop the crystal and drink something Meet me in the casino way in the back Losin' money like a motherf**ker still shooting craps Tomorrow I'll be back I got millionaire status We make so much money irs be looking at us I'm on fire Hot hot hot hot hot hot hot We on fire Hot hot hot hot hot hot hot I got more ends than bunny have in a factory I'm lil turk I'm living large Got the baddest hoes after me Picture me a young ni**a bawling out of control Playing with millions laying in condos Ni**a I shine shine through the f**kin' week The flyiest ride with crystal in the passenger seat Don't hate me 'cause I'm a little bawler Got more weight than angola f**king your girl carla Ni**a I stunt and I'm a stunt 'til I can't no more Chest lit up like the oaks from the diamonds I sport Yo I can't be touched don't think I'm too much Ni**a I'm rich what the f**k Rolex crushed out with the bezel And all the foes that get close To me got to be on my schedule I got so much money I don't know what to do Buy houses and cars and break bread with my crew I'm on fire Hot hot hot hot hot hot hot We on fire Hot hot hot hot hot hot hot BG on fire Hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot It's like monkey see monkey do Rolling with the cash money runners I stay true 'Cause when we're running and changin' On the million dollar scene Holding together mo de ming mo de ming When I bring out the rubber around the hummer Followed by the benz and the lex bubble When I start they said I had no fame Now all the girls just end up calling my name Kenj is the to coma coma see me Fax the contract to big cash money 'Cause you know this whole clique right with me They're right with me sip pe di dy Won't count the diamonds just around my neck X amount a dollars on a bankroll check If you want to really come and sing to me Those that got me wicked then I do somethin' for free
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