Get Rich or Die Trying

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YN Jay - Rap, Detroit Trap

Get Rich or Die Trying

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[Intro] (It's a Wayne beat) Real shit I just talked to my pops yesterday, guess what he told me? That nigga said get rich or die tryin' nigga I'm gonna get this motherfucking money then You know what I'm saying? I'm gonna get out here and get it You know what I'm saying? This shit ain't goin— you know what I'm saying? Aye [Chorus] Ehhh, aye Get rich or die trying, nigga Get rich or die trying, nigga Aye, get rich or die trying, nigga 50 Cent, I get rich or die trying, nigga This my dream, I'ma get reach or die trying, nigga Nigga tried to smoke me, it went left, he died trying, nigga Nigga trying to catch up to mе? Keep trying, nigga [Verse] Nigga ran the light, we on go, he ain't see thе signs Bust down Rollie on my wrist, I can't see the time I ain't see this bitch but by her voice, I can tell she fine Bitch keep on blinking while she talking, I can tell she lyin' Aye, this a Muslim holiday, Ramadan I ain't paying for no pussy, bitch, you must've lost your mind Nigga died, flew past the stop sign Coach asked how he ball on em' niggas without trying On my grind, you know I be on my grind On my grind, you know I be on my grind I can't waste time, yeah, you know I can't waste time Mmm, I can't waste time, I can't waste time Man, hold on, wait Where the fuck that bitch come from? That bitch bad as fuck, like where that bitch bum from? She wanna drink, baby wanna drink some red rum Don't put your head down, you gotta pick your head up Don't let your mans fall, you gotta pick your mans up I hit her from the back, I had to put my leg up I hit her from the front, I had to pick her leg up Deposit hit my bank, I had to pick my bread up You only see me in the summer like dragonflies I'm finna hit stick somebody like Madden 5 Been through shit that I can't tell nobody, this shit classified I ain't know how I was gonna come up, I had to strategize (Ahhh) I don't never see them boys outside, I think they terrified Oh, you bought a fake blue check, that's how you verified? I ain't wanna kill him, I just shot him, left him paralyzed Thinking 'bout them days when I sold dope, they told me Sara died Damn They said— aye 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, I shot 7 times Drunk a 8 at 9 with 10 bitches, fucked 11 times If you wanna make it to the top, nigga, you better climb If it's hard to make it independent, well you better sign Say you a shooter, but ain't never did no crime I know a snake, but that's my nigga, and he kinda like my slime Bitch ugly in the morning, but at night she kinda fine [Chorus] Yeah Aye, get rich or die trying, nigga Aye, get rich or die trying, nigga Aye, get rich or die trying, nigga 50 Cent, I get rich or die trying, nigga This my dream, I'ma get reach or die trying, nigga Nigga tried to smoke me, went left he died trying, nigga Nigga trying to catch up to me? Keep trying nigga

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  • YN Jay
  • Wayne616