Rags 2 Riches 创作者：
Lil' Flip

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Verse 1

It was all a dream,

Ha ha, ha ha

We finally made it,

From point A to point be

Verse 2
And we came from
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[Chorus: x2]
Rags 2 Riches (what?), rags
to riches (what?)
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Me and Will Lean came up from
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rags to riches
Rags 2 Riches (what?), rags to riches
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F F 
 
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(what?)
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(When Clover G's pull up we got
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the baddest bitches) yep

Verse 3
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I push drop top
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(I push a   Mazarratti)
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I got 5 screens
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(In my black Denali)
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You know the ladies love us
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(You know the niggas hate us)
We learned to make the
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money
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(Don't let the money make us)
We can't fuck with you fakers
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(We keep a gat for jackers)
Them shots will hit your ass
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(Harder than a linebacker)
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I got a chip on my sholder
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Dm Dm 
 
(I got three clips in my  holster)
Let's get it on nigga
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(Before I split your dome
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nigga)
I'm nominated this year
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(We need a   Grammy nigga)
I'm at the Source Awards
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(Down in Miami   nigga)
I used to be broke
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Am Am 
 
Dm Dm 
 
(Now we paid in  full)
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We back to back, back to back
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(Like the Chicago Bulls)
We came a long way
(You shouldn't have made a left,
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Am Am 
 
When we made a right)
You went the wrong way
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Now we comin' up
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(Y'all niggas goin' broke)
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We got our own weed
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Dm Dm 
 
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(Y'all still borrowin'
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smoke)
[Chorus: x2]

Verse 4
Am Am 
 
(I fuck with bad hoes) You
already know
Dm Dm 
 
(I got three chicks in Pensacola)
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F F 
 
And two in Mexico
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(And we thuggin')
Rollin' on dubs
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(I can't quit like Snoop)
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We smokin' our bud
(Nigga you not hard)
You just a pop star
Dm Dm 
 
(Yousweet in the middle)
Em Em 
 
Am Am 
 
You remind me of  a Pop Tart
(You had a head start)
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But you in last place
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(Thats what you niggas get)
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For movin' at a fast pace
(We number 1 for reela)
Just fire up the killa
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(And if you want a show)
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Am Am 
 
Just wire us  the scrilla
(We came to bring the pain)
And y'all need bling to chain
Dm Dm 
 
Am Am 
 
(Would'a bought the watch)
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Am Am 
 
We got special rocks
('Cause we got extra glocks)
With a few extra shots
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Am Am 
 
(When I reflect the ?)
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You get ex tra knocks
(We got Lexus drops)
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Am Am 
 
Our paper never stops
(Colver G's on top)
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Am Am 
 
F F 
 
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Dm Dm 
 
And we  extra
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Am Am 
 
Dm Dm 
 
hot

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