When I was 30 years old I had 30 million, I had 30 million, wow, I had 30 million [x4] ... my initials are indeed that R&B... excuse so when I told them
When I was 30 years old I had 30 million, I had 30 million, wow, I had 30 million [x4] ... my initials are indeed that R&B... excuse so when I told
: When I was 30 years old I had 30 million, I had 30 million, wow, I had 30 million [x4] ... my initials are indeed that R&B... excuse so when I told
died dead in the streets Nigga, I'm getting high getting head on the beach Chillin', sittin' on about half a million With all my niggas, all my guns, all my women Next two years
money man, I speak it rather fluent, Man, tango can get me about 30 times, What you get, Write it in 15 minutes, A milli stack up, I've been writin 9 years
take a look at my wife and realize she's very plain But that's just perfect for an Amish like me You know I shun fancy things like electricity At 4:30
house We can't be stopped and we turn it out They probably thought that we would fall off Be comin' up missing in this rap game After 30 million records and 7 years
you add it all up, dat a whole lot of years.i got fire on me, fire on me.so let a pussy nigga lerk they dont even want it.got a 30 round drum at da bottom
was harder? i say he was flexin i pull a VIP with 30 freaks and drop top lessons aint a rapper and i will kill em i'm 19 now with 19 million back then
let's do it" Chu ain't gotta chew it, jerking and she moving Grove St. villain, nigga, who you killing? Broke two years ago, now I'm worth a million
don't live nobody lives Time is money, money is power so I'm sour 22 feelin' like I've wasted every hour Of my life, shoulda been had a million in ice
to Kennedy why, why, why me, why me, why do thugs die playa Chours Verse 3 Numskull: 1, 2, 3 years of struggle, huddles and plans can't amount to millions
it til the powder dries Best friends drowned in quick sand and help you cowards rise I floss in they honor, there legacy's in bottles Make them walk like there 30 years
be made, i'm all in Catch me in the cherry-red porsche, bay seats, red pipe, and You want me to teach ya how to stunt, aite then Tattoo's on the arm, 30
side Try to make anotha meal All my niggas on the East side Make million dollar bills All my niggas on the West side Been doin' this fo' years Throw
there's money to be made, I'm all in Catch me in a cherry red Porsche, beige seats, red pipin' You want me to teach you how to stunt, aight then Tattoos on the arm, 30
parole We can do it now, nigga, I'm off parole We can do it now, nigga, I'm off parole Detroit came up, you know we hot 30 years where it became a big