-boy Tell me watcha know 'bout me boy That's me, I'ma mothafuckin' d-boy Yeah, so go d-boy, yeah, so go d-boy Yeah, so go d-boy, yeah, so go d-boy If
Me Boy, Dats Me Ima Mothafuckin D-Boy. Tell Me Watcha Know Bout Me Boy, Dats Me Ima Mothafuckin D-Boy. Yeah, So, Go D-Boy, Yeah, So, Go D-Boy, Yeah, So
pissed with a whip with a Marseburg With a pistol grip and fed pit bull shit Sniff glue sticks like I give two shits If I get too rich I just get sued
of frustration But we are driven by the realization That we don't wanna be a sheep in this population So we ascend through the madness without a fall
that people? Everybody on the grind in these projects cuts, ya hood rich livin lavish lord of 14, you know we had to have it Once upon a time it was nothing but madness
" we're told As the rich get richer and the poor get killed. In the event of a nuclear crisis, The rich will retreat to private bunkers with their wealth
money Ain't nothin' funny, green, got a nigga seein' things Why, hit the lye hope to God I can fly Lethal weapon I'm a savage, still a method to my madness
money ain't nothin' funny, green, got a nigga seein' things Why, hit the lye hope to God I can fly Lethal weapon I'ma savage, still a method to my madness
So you want to be a carpenter, do you? Well it takes more than a hammer, boy You're gonna need blueprints and a will to build And straighten your cap,
There's gold in them hills if you make it On the last day of spring I first saw the sea A poor boy with good luck on my side Ready for riches, I rolled
over there with the rich boys I see you over there with all the pretty girls And I'm asking one thing I grew up in Inglewood a little brown boy Had
Hailie Berry or Betty Boop She get it from her mama, her daughter got it too [Chorus x4] [Verse 2]: Lil' Romeo (Master P) Call me Richie Rich (and
call it the vengeance Some say it's an exit and some say it's an entrance The poor say, ?The rich have the cure? The rich say, ?The poor aren't the
coture, ice choker and worlds to smoke ya my beauty bitches lives in oochie madness devoted coach bag bitch up the average niggas hopes to get mad rich
with a whip with a Marseburg With a pistol grip and fed pit bull shit Sniff glue sticks like I give two shits If I get too rich I just get sued [Redman
Force like that fill up in your jaw like the lights Warlords with the full force Drugs, a bitch and then it's a war Run for the rich and give to the poor
