Correction Lyrics Let’s Get Rich by The Game

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Me and my n***ahz incorporated
Let's get rich
Reminisce on the days we were underrated
Let's get rich
Was flipping a penny
Now we Gonna flip this gold
Never coping  fashionova Prrr
F**k Niqqah f**k the twelve
Ten on my check then Reinvest
F**k lemme coup that Rov
F**k let me coup that rov
Man I raised a billion dollars but Divide by twelve
F**k lemme give you wealth
F**k where the f**k my wealth but I take that bullsh*t currency
Currencies and invest in that sh*t that really gonna last
Many summers
That we never ate n***ahz ain't feel my hunger
They ain't among us
Never had a place n***ahz ain't feel this sh*t
They ain't gona
Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah
Many summers
Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah
Eish
But I flip this sh*t
Trying to know my words and I flip this sh*t
Said I gottah curse but I blip that sh*t
Lady from that past man I hit that sh*t
Is you witnessing this literature
Damn I got the money sign no lease with her
Damn I got the money and no penny and the that they gave me
Gonna raise my temperature
But a girl from the past
I heard that girl really loving that cash
I came along way with a mission
I promise you fellas this sh*t is way deeper than rap
Might graduate college to make mama proud
But I got me these businesses now we gon rap
Sh*t how we gone stop
The King finally arrived
Run up the money I'm trying to get a bag
Run up the money I'm trying to pop a tag
Amiri jeans hanging real rag
Yeah see the gang when I sag
Gang gang gang gang gang gang gang
F**king with my
Gang gang gang gang gang gang
Came in this b*t*h with my

Pull up and I'm dropping
Paint your hair like ramen
Draco with extendos when I hop out
I'm in that new Ferrari that four fifty eight
Draco knock n***as side ways
I can see them when they hit the gate got cameras
Surveillance around the crib
N***a got amor
Separate a N***ah waist from his ribs
I'm in this camo
And a black ski mask
Like I'm on a ski trip
Back to the ye when a N***ah need cash yeah

Run up the money I'm trying to get a bag, Run up the money I'm trying to get a bag
Run up the money I'm trying to pop a tag, Run up the money I'm trying to get a bag
Amiri jeans hanging real rag
Yeah see the gang when I sag
Gang gang game
F**king with my
Gang gang
Came in this b*t*h with my
Gang gang game
F**king with my
Gang gang
Came in this b*t*h and I'm
Raging deeper than way way before
Became an addict and that coke the only thing she knows
We raised the roof so now the booth feel like my second home
From eating up beats to doing up all these songs with goats
So now I'm on, humbly bish
You ain't on my Level still
I must have shook up all these N***as with the breeze I come with
Feel like Aladdin slamming you's what my main character will
With all these goals I'm conquering I'm even lawning my field
Im a sucker for the booth
I don't complain, I adapt
A blow job is the best job if you nut into it you screwed
I reached crossroads in my life so found different avenues
No I do not play but I had to get this feature for sure
I'll stop at nothing fortunately nothings never coming
Don't bug me Let's get rich that bag is in arms reach
I switched up a level now the goal is ignore the stop sign
And What they see in me is a gold mine, gone

Run up the money I'm tying to get a bag
Run up the money I'm trying to pop a tag yeah
Amiri jeans hanging real rag
Yeah see the gang when I sag
Gang gang gang gang gang gang gang
F**king with my
Gang gang gang gang gang gang
Came in this b*t*h with my

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