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Until We Rich - Ice Cube
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Ce titre est extrait de l'album : War & Peace Vol.2-The Peace Disc
Année de sortie : 2000
| Label : Priority Records
(Intro)
Nigga the mess is sticky which you don't got
Just struggle and don't stop, until we drop (drop)
Krayzie Bone and Ice Cube
(the best thing in life in life is life)
(get your grind right, get your grind right 3x)
Look into my eyes if you want to know me
Before you hynotized homey what do you see
A nigga that's just a little bigger than dealers
A hustler count figures ain't pulled no triggers
Can you dig us, we be the ultimate lick
Weez the hitters, that make the ultimate hits
Kinda bossey, kinda bossey
It's gotta be done my way, do what the fuck i say
Top of the pyramid, homey what i tell you
If what need is westside, then brother you hit the cellar
Bring me my slippers, black robe and my globe
And i could rule the world with my eyes closed
(Chorus) x2
Krayzie-
See the mess is sticky when we don't got
Until we filthy rich and on top (you want to get it it's yours)
Nigga the mess is sticky which you don't got
Just struggle and don't stop until we drop (drop)
(Krayzie bone and Ice Cube)
To all the little homies that's watching TV
I see you tryin to be an OG like me
Chasin' dreams, pullin' more schemes for wealth
But the best thing in life is health, be yourself playa
Television it'll keep your ass wishing forever
You'll never get you life together
Dont' talk about death, i've got too much life to live
Too many orders to give what it is
sho biz,
taught you what a trick and a ho is
Showed you what a six-ty fo is
Lord knows, in god we trust
and everybody in the world wanna be like us
(Chorus) x2
To the kids in the world that's waiting for wealth
Waiting for health, you better do for self
Homey that's your last cut
Forget about the fast buck, boy, get you ass up
People use your brain to game do something that ain't never been done
And we can spin huns
Light our ass with twenties, light our joints with ones
Throw away the guns, have nothing but fun
And homey we could do that shit
Police have a fit, when your papers legit
We gotta get off the phone, we gotta teach our own
Send your baby to school and she'll come back grown
We gotta talk to our gramma's
And she'll help us throught them dark halls, and them pit falls
Everybody know we got the world to game
We gotta stop the pain, lord stop the rain
(Chorus) x2
(Outro)
Keep going, little homey why you slowing?
Keep rollin, little homey why you slowin?
Keep rollin, little homey why you slowin?
Keep rollin, rollin, rollin, rollin
Krayzie-
Hey thugs, the world is yours (13x to fade)
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