to rap Only a few MC's get to hang that plaque On the wall rappers ball but they don't live phat Nigga, I doubt if you go gold or platinum What we do
[Quint Black] Sixteen hoes, sixteen cars Sixteen stars, rappin over sixteen bars You ain't never seen big rocks before Sabotage the show make 'em change
a devil on your back I'm so young but my life's so nuts Come across a couple of two faced cunts Come across a couple of gold digging sluts But I don
of gold More like the city of sin Where everybody's in it to win From villainous nippers to city slickers with sinister grins Straight, ain't religous, never been into hynms An I pushed bars
not the tussle, niggaz don't know me (Come on) I'm Detroit's king nigga, bow Rock City's where niggaz pimp hoes and ball Strip hoes in bars, steal clothes
Bars of gold, shiny diamonds And all the pearls in the deep blue sea They could never equal what you mean to me And all the rings on all the fingers
at me, as if I was just another one of your deals? Well, you can fall for chains of silver, you can fall for chains of gold You can fall for pretty
This that gold BBS flow. Plastic Nike air tags on your original IV's Niggas is z'ed on your mans, and i'm rollin an Oh Leave em sleep, I don't need them
killed with no money now you dead broke If the Liberty Bell rung it wouldn't stop this fight Get buck like Bugsy and his men go hard all night Nigga you heard my bars
I know I hit tha snow is you feelin' me I'm lookin' good twenty-three's on that flippin' paint Them twelve golds in my mouth makin' these bitches faint
Aaliyah, BIG and Pac up in the barbershop Buildings too big so you don't really see the stars a lot But rappin', drinkin', and goin' to prison you see them bars
[Chorus: Royce] (Nickel) Nine, witness me rippin this apart for sixty bars, the city is ours We the M-I, C; the illest to ever spit on a track I'm (Nickel
mean I'm 'sposed to be locked behind bars Cause my acronym for thug is True Hero Under God But still I'm a criminal cause I got gold teeth Ain't no
's a patent punishment, in America's design Arrested and incarcerated for other peoples crimes, it's so amazing Oh, sometime, one time, stereotype me Jewelry, jewelry and gold
my room, Cant hold back with god, still sin follows through Black jack, fire arms, foreign cars, trying hard, Forest fires, horrified, war cries, iron bars
thousand way And we sweating off the duel we resuscitate Members only rock, shit, motherfucker bait, it's hot shit How many albums bought n' sold Triple ghetto gold
realer than you think Goin? out to all them niggaz getting? cream Drivin? them beemers, them NSX's, them Lexus All up in the clubs, buyin? out the bars