| I’m drunk, tryna drown the pain, it’s hard to have faith
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| We cursed, ain’t we? |
| There just gotta be another way (Another way)
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| We float around the city, blessed to see another day
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| Big truck, wooden crates, that’s how the money came (That's how it got here)
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| Hot head, full clip, shots made 'em run away (Pop)
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| I’m well-aware, they don’t care if we live or not (They don’t give a fuck)
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| Make another move, grab a bigger spot
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| Make another deal, pop another seal
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| His ego unreal, yeah, it’s probably what got 'em killed
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| My eyes closin' but my third eye’s open, whoa (Whoa, whoa)
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| Get rich or die smokin' (Get rich or die smokin')
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| If they hatin' on the Bern then they’ll find 'em in the ocean floatin'
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| (Floatin', floatin')
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| Get rich or die smokin' (Get rich or die smokin')
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| My eyes closin' but my third eye’s open, whoa (Whoa, whoa)
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| Get rich or die smokin' (Get rich or die smokin')
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| If they hatin' on the Bern then they’ll find 'em in the ocean floatin'
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| (Floatin', floatin')
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| Get rich or die smokin' (Get rich or die smokin')
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| Throw it to me, dawg, let me double that (Let me double that)
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| King of the vac seal and bubble wrap (That's a king)
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| Bust a play then I run it back (Run it back)
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| That dirty Bay water where we double wrap (In the ocean)
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| Hundred grand in a paint can
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| I’m paranoid, don’t hit me when the weight land (Don't call me)
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| Killers in the grey van, let me know the game plan (What it is?)
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| Shit, I’m still the same man, he’s faker than the spray tan (Fuckin' clown
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| shoes)
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| Yeah, when doorbell rings, I have flashbacks
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| The feds want my assets, I’m thumbin' through my last checks (Through my last
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| checks)
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| I bought a bunch of turkey bags with my rap check
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| And told her run her bank account number and an address (They'll be awake at
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| eight)
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| I had to live above average
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| To stay woke and on my toes, it’s been a challenge (This shit ain’t easy,
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| I can’t lie)
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| Man, I don’t fuck with nobody (Nobody)
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| Fuck a hater, let 'em drown, they find another cold body (Man)
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| My eyes closin' but my third eye’s open, whoa (Whoa, whoa)
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| Get rich or die smokin' (Get rich or die smokin')
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| If they hatin' on the Bern then they’ll find 'em in the ocean floatin'
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| (Floatin', floatin')
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| Get rich or die smokin' (Get rich or die smokin')
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| My eyes closin' but my third eye’s open, whoa (Whoa, whoa)
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| Get rich or die smokin' (Get rich or die smokin')
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| If they hatin' on the Bern then they’ll find 'em in the ocean floatin'
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| (Floatin', floatin')
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| Get rich or die smokin' (Get rich or die smokin')
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| Get rich or die smokin' (Or die smokin')
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| Get rich or die smokin' (Die smokin', die smokin') |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Get Rich or Die Smokin , by - Berner. Song from the album El Chivo, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп