Fat Gold Chain lyrics

Fat Gold Chain lyrics

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Send "Fat Gold Chain" Ringtone to your Cell [erick onasis] Whoo! uhh, ah ah, ayahhh, ahh ahh ahh And you don`t stop, ahh ahh, word is bond, word is bond Now introducin the sound from the ghetto E double and too $hort, what the fuck you thought? I come with the ruckus, it`s my thing when i swing I`m born to mack, always strapped, with the black gat Who out there i swear boy wanna get touched Roll up, and catch a slug to the chest, so duck I talk the talk, walk the walk, now nigga Five hundred s drivin with hand on trigger Crazy lestat, check my track record Everything i touch is gold since eighteen years old So what that mean? i rolled the blunt And puff the indo smoke in it, i trip in a minute Crazy holy doctor holdin me cuz i be rockin b Sewin up like monopoly, nobody`s stoppin me Dig it, funkdafied like brat, how`s that? I stick and move on tracks while i smoke a twenty sack Who said the e can`t rock? that`s bullshit Suck my dick and get a big fat lick of my balls You wanna brawl? punk i thought not You might get beat down and stomped like sasquatch Your girl, like keith sweat, i wanna fuck her Psych, i already stuck her Huh, i got rhymes to make your whole head swell up Here`s an icepack - homeboy shut the hell up I rock the mic with too $hort, y`all niggaz know what`s happenin Everything he touch goes platinum Eyeeaaaah! [too $hort] I made a half a million in a week And every nigga on the street got a tape playin me You can`t believe it? erick sermon, rollin with $hort Rolled from california all the way to new york In big benzes, g hooked it up Now we trying to squash all that east/west stuff We spent years in the studio makin funky tracks Signed a bunch of niggaz with some tight ass raps It`s like father dom, it`s like keith murray Makin millionaires but it ain`t no hurry Cause we all in it for the long run I won`t leave the studio until a song`s done And ain`t nuthin really hard about gettin my cash A big fat house with a million stashed You other niggaz got this rap game distorted Givin dat`s to the label, straight gettin shorted Claim you gettin paid, but i can`t tell You keep rappin in my ear and got me mad as hell You talk a good game but i don`t believe in you You smoked a lotta blunts but i got mo` weed than you I guess i see you on the charts in the meanwhile Another face in the crowd bustin freestyles Wishin you could be in the light Promoters pay me ten g`s just to breathe on the mic Bitch! $hort dawg puttin it down with the e double [erick onasis] Shhhhh! you remind me of my fat gold chain Some of y`all are just small change Be a boss with true true game Yeah yeah Dig this y`all, my music is dangerous Atomic dog, coming through the smog with $hort dawg Ahhh! quick with the trig jack be nimble I shoot like g mob goes liftin through my window Chik chik pow! how you like me now? The man in the mirror it don`t get no clearer $hort dawg, the e double, and breed we roll thick Like girls in c.a.u. with the good power-u Owww! money is the key to fame So i can live it up with the girls on soul train The impact, major league dough like dave justice Yo breed, $hort dawg, show em how we bust this [too $hort] Like some true pioneers, don`t forget it some nigga Send " Fat Gold Chain" Ringtone to your Cell Fat Gold Chain lyrics @ Burbler Lyrics | Fat Gold Chain lyrics @ ELyrics | Fat Gold Chain lyrics @ Kovideo | Lyrics and Video @ MusicBabylon | Fat Gold Chain lyrics @ Songlyrics | Fat Gold Chain lyrics @ ELyricsWorld

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