| Hey-hey, don’t let me go
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| Hey-hey, don’t let me go
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| I only got one chance, once life
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| Rich after taxes, this that motivation to get you through the night
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| Close reactions to the mike
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| Give me some friction, so I can keep making these words and keep on spittin
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| The words that I spit come always written
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| And the blunts that I come flip, they always hitting
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| Niggas know that I’m always on some missions
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| No disruption, or i bring discomfort to bitches
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| And I’m not a disruption, I’m a lucky to niggas
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| Without me, what would life be without B?
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| But enough of the cockiness, I’m here you see
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| Back in the flesh, man, and you stuck, you wrecked
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| No crying, no steps to friendship, no more lying to reps of the company that
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| you trying to become a vet in
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| When I step it, it’s curtains, niggas pushin, they workin, so they can keep on
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| burnin
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| Bullets hit you twice and your family yearning
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| I’m teaching the good lesson, you learning
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| I hope you is, man, no more chesses (?) detention for bitches, and niggas talk
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| rap, I mind, so mind your business
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| Niggas, I talk smack, pussy, man, the way in
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| Far in, you go way in
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| You keep way in, and I don’t see you I’m all the way in
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| Why you outside? |
| I love my ride
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| Let the beat ride. |
| Let my soul ride
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| Hey-hey, don’t let me go
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| Hey-hey, don’t let me go
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| You only got one more life. |
| You only got one chance to do it baby
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| Imma tell you like this, Rich after Taxes, you got my heart
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| You wanna--and I ain’t talkin'
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| You wanna see some lead and I ain’t talkin 'bout pencils
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| Best believe my AK bullet shit will get you
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| Take no prisoners, I got some old shoes that will fit you
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| What the fuck you muggin' me for?
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| I ain’t muggin' your broad. |
| I don’t want her, man
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| She goin' suck me off, I’m just duckin' the law, tryna' smoke a blunt up in the
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| car
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| don’t step on my airforce ones
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| Cause I don’t trip man, cause I got Forrest Gumps
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| Straight like that, you be comin' with the mac
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| Totally equipped with war
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| What you wanna do bitch? |
| Why you pissin me off?
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| Lil Boss
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| Rich after taxes, one life, let the soul music play
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| Hey-hey, don’t let me go
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| Hey-hey, don’t let me go |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Soul Music , by - Lil B. Song from the album Rich After Taxes, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп