Rich Niggaz

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Rich Niggaz

[DJ Drama:]
Uh-oh

[Gucci Mane:]
Huh
You know what I'm sayin', it's 1017, street ni*** entertainers, man (Huh)
We ain't signin' nothin' but street niggas, man, turnin' 'em to millionaires over here, you know what I'm talkin' 'bout? (Uh, uh, it's facts)
It's Guwop, the CEO, you dig what I'm sayin'? (Uh)
My money gettin' longer, my gang gettin' stronger, my team gettin' stronger (Uh)
And we ain't seein' y'all niggas, y'all can't see us, man (Huh)

[DJ Drama:]
Wop, holla at 'em (Gangsta Grillz, go)

[Gucci Mane:]
I'm a rich ni***, dog, everybody know that (Uh)
Got two ex-Marines I hired just to watch my back (Well, damn)
Gave my dog a couple bricks for a '76 Chevy (Vroom)
Gotta wear a back brace 'cause my chain too heavy (Wow)
They say my stomach gettin' fat, but they pockets on flat (True)
I'm a rich ni***, so I wrapped the Phantom matte black (Black)
I'm a rich ni***, dog, hoes love my pimpin' (Pimpin')
Yellow, blue, white and red stones in my Bart Simpson (Bling)
Every time I get booked, the arena get live
Only problem that I have is which car I'm gon' drive (Drive)
I'm a rich ni***, dog, I ain't never had shit (Nah)
And the watch on my wrist cost thirty-five bricks (Skrrt)
I'm a rich ni***, dog, so I ain't beefin' 'bout hoes (Nah)
I ain't talkin' to you, baby, 'less you bookin' ten shows (What?)
Bought a 2026 'Rari, Lamborghini doors (What?)
That's like 2.5 mil' just to pull hoes (It's Gucci)

I'm a rich ni***, dog (Huh), I'm a rich ni***, dog (Huh), you a rich ni*** just like me (Yeah)
I'm a rich ni***, dog (Huh), I'm a rich ni***, dog, no industry, I run these streets (Well, damn)
I'm a rich ni***, dog, I'm a rich ni***, dog (Yeah), you a rich ni*** just like me
I'm a rich ni***, dog, I'm a rich ni***, dog, no industry, I run these streets (Go)

[Gucci Mane {DJ Drama}:]
I'm a rich ni***, dog, poppin' Ace, no glass
Got a fetish fuckin' teachers, all my hoes got class (Class)
Want a super bad bitch, then you gotta have bricks
And I ain't talkin' 'bout Toronto when I say I'm from the 6 {Shoutout to East Atlanta}, true
Way back 2006, I was just startin' to get rich
Big belly Wop, I fuc*** like every R&B bitch (Well, damn)
Got a lil' short ni*** with me with a tall extended clip
And a blue Rolls-Royce same color as the Crips (Crips)

Got a smile on my face, but, ni***, I ain't nothin' funny (Nah)
Nigga, don't hit my line if you ain't talkin' 'bout money
I'm a livin' legend, dog, but they won't give me my props (Nah)
My whole label can go to jail, but still my motion won't stop (What the f***?)

I'm a real rich ni***, dog, I ain't gon' lie
I'm on a PJ with my kids 'cause love to see my kids fly (My kids)
I'm a rich ni***, dog, you done heard about Wop (Wizop), {greatest of all trappers}
I heard these niggas back trappin' 'cause they album just flopped (It's Gucci)

[Gucci Mane:]
I'm a rich ni***, dog (Huh), I'm a rich ni***, dog (Yeah), you a rich ni*** just like me (Huh)
I'm a rich ni***, dog (Huh), I'm a rich ni***, dog, no industry, I run these streets (Huh)
I'm a rich ni***, dog, I'm a rich ni***, dog (Yeah), you a rich ni*** just like me
I'm a rich ni***, dog, I'm a rich ni***, dog, no industry, I run these streets (Dramatic, go)

[DJ Drama:]
Now
If we had the trap elections
I'd say Gucci for president, Dram is VP
Would you vote us in to the Wop house? I thought so