a gold digger way over town That digs on me Now I ain't sayin' she a gold digger But she ain't messin' wit no broke niggaz Now I ain't sayin' she a gold
on strings, it is what it seems, just call me Jepeto A young stock market, put money in your pocket 'Cause when Pusha talk it is the object then I drop it I rose gold
Then I might cast you a spell Look at what came in the mail A scale and some Arm & Hammer Soul gold grill and bacon, Mamma Black Cadillac and a pack
of place to raise kids in Open they eyes to the lies history's told, foul But I'm as wise as the old owl, plus the Gold Child Seein' things like I was
myself, but it's something I can't help I got those God almighty, slap somebody PMS blues Most times I'm easy going, some say I'm good as gold But
if you were everything Mine just burned gold A normal flame I am not anything And all that I remember is the feeling of waking up When we were kids,
would leave a permanent scar 'Cause you start out stealing songs, and then you're robbing liquor stores And selling crack and running over school kids
are our streets) [Layzie Bone] It's a war zone in the poor zone, we chasin after the fortune In the belly of the beast is scorchin, little kids is forced
on a real nigga home avaded ransom and tryin to get some defense and before I give you wrath Ms. I go to jail in chances (Yeah!) You gold-diggin hoez
and thug niggas This one for the homies and thug niggas Grace imagined us workin' at McDonald?s And me and you sellin' fuckin' toasted up the hummus Gold
it again) And that's how it went (do it a) When we were kids (let's do it again) [Verse: Ludacris] I had a Long John but no Silver, no gold or plat
Intro (The Cook Kids) Yeah yeah yeah yeah So...I'm eating my scrambled eggs this morning And then I think about it I'm the mayor of the city Yo where
bitch named E and J Don't fuck with her anymore now I fuck with Tanqueray Tanqueray introduced me to her first cousin Gold Last name was Ide's and the first name Old But Gold
Addicted to a dream, wanna die for your country Tear down the prison walls, set everyone free From freedom fighters to Askari X to Pimp C [Chorus] [Talib Kweli:] Yeah... kids
a shark eat the fish Ever seen piranha, it's like the movie jaws again Leave a n-gga barbershop, chop his top, head gone Too fly, three strong, nick name, gold
, uh) But make it so bad, Pearl had seven mo' like me If you growed up the way I did You gotta understand, Trick love the kids (Ooh) Trick love the kids
