W.C. - Rich Rolling lyrics

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Rich Rolling / Wc[Opening Skit:][-] This is the old brother..[+] OOOOhh! WEEE - Who's car is that?[-] That belongs to me![+] Now, here he is ladies and gentlemen[-] Look at all these thugs[+] W.C.[-] Are you ready? (YEAHH!)[+] Are you ready?[-] Ladies and gentlemen, a rap Thug[+] Is rarely having fun.. very fine[-] Dub-C, Are you ready? (YEAHH!)[Verse One: W.C.]To all the Rmy sippers, Lo-Lo dippers, the sack clippersZip lock zips, the Pyrex packing shippersBig head dollar folders, gun holders, with the Shepherd rollersPeep game as I fire up this DojahShow us how the nigga puts down for looking NateSC later, nutty eight areaRap star still making sales for chickens, don't get it twistedWhen I retire, I'm walking with a ticketMad dogging niggaz, ain't nothing funnyMotherfuck Jerry McGuire, show this nigga Dub got moneyIn out of town spot, where I can make a profitWith a colored handkerchief hanging out my back pocketSteady banging from my cheep ass on these foolsCan't stop til I get money like that nigga CubeBlow my Chronic out the Six double-O on Cruise ControllingMy pocket is so swollen, I gotsta have it, rich rolling[Chorus: CJ Mac]Rich rolling, never stolen, heater holdingWheels rolling, she know it, he know itWeed rolling, seeks whoringWhere y'all can't hang til you crib to move things[Verse Two: W.C.]Sitting and reminiscing about the days of way backBefore the LPs and the Platinum PlugsWhen all I had to do is start rhyming at the back storesGirls sleeping on the floor, selling sacks out the backdoorI remember niggaz pointing and staring and yellingLook at that nigga rolling in the RX ??Bitches laughing at me cause I'm rolling a BucketWith the prime on the side of my doors, I'm like FUCK IT!Known someday I'll be that nigga they be jockingThree years later, for sure it's on and poppingI see the same fools, back stage calling my nameBroke as fuck, looking like that nigga Eddie KaneThe game is still the same, but the players done chanceCause now I push luxuries on bang to Connect GangThe Rich Rolling, the Four Fingers up, two twisted in the..Oh! Fuck it, y'all know the slogan (For Sure!)[Chorus:][Verse Three: W.C.]Now I done seen niggaz come, and seen niggaz goWhack motherfuckers, sheezy ass videosI've watched them fall up in charges like a brickTalking that true MC can't keep a real shitSee, I love to freestyle, but if I can't get paidAt the end of the day, I'm like No! Comprende?Cause if Keeping the Real is being brokeFUCK! this Rap shit, I'm going back to full-time slanging CokeLaughing at this niggaz whose swearing they're the bombWorking on their fourth albums still living with momsThree Strikes you're out, pack your shit and shakeStick to Flipping Burgers and making MixtapesCause if 'It Don't Make Dollars, It Don't Make Sense'And apparently them freestyles, ain't paying the RentSo I'ma let you other motherfuckers keep on roll brokenAnd in the meanwhile, Dub-C gonna keep on rich rolling[Outro: DJ Crazy Toones Scratching quote from 'West Up!']Connect Gang.. Connect Gang.. Yeah, Uhh.. Crazy ToonesSo busters be wary cause see we represent.. represent.. WESTSIDE!!So busters be wary cause see we represent.. representing this.. WESTSIDE!!WEST.. WEST.. WESTSIDE!!