Where there's gold you'll find a way to justify the loss Where there's gold you'll find your way Maybe soon you'll realize with what let comes a cost
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Where there's gold you'll find a way to justify the lies Where there's gold you'll find your way Maybe soon you'll realize with what there comes a cost
: Where there's gold you'll find a way to justify the lies Where there's gold you'll find your way Maybe soon you'll realize with what there comes a
Where there's gold, there's a gold digger Where there's gold, there's a gold digger Where there's gold, there's a gold digger Where there's gold, there
steps to try to change my life I've got some questions for you Lord, 'cause my mentality's hood So why's that everything that's bad for me feels so good? It's
meals Mother swallow a pill, roads seem hollow but still grab a bottle to heal, it's like a noose of seventh seal over Brownsville What's the difference
mister whittendale your girl Chippendale Shallah bridge all up in ya dog dial trench When I snatched that shit was broke shoulda sent ya ass back And where's
flow's premature, clean your dirt diaper Mic heister, psycho, alpha-schizo Hypno, chryo-gat flow, guru and ain't nobody tighter Sway & Tech heard me flow and it's sealed
double down when my turn comes around I suggest you do the same, you can't take these chips with you So it's best to play the game while there's breath
in heah and that boy Poyo and these hoes heah and we comin through wit that boy Flig-ati Flea comin out the 3, cuttin hairs with that boy J-o-e yeah that
be breakin' the seal You be breakin' your vows Like people worshippin' cows And then I hit ya with the who's, what's, where's and how's Like Vinny Barbarino
It's gonna take a miracle We're searching for a miracle It's gonna take a miracle We're searching for a miracle Stand clear, there's storm above And
Way up north where the eagles sore, beneath a mountain, whitin its core There's a treasure, you've been told, lakes of silver and hills of gold But the
us there's no time to waste Burn, burn before it's too late 3. God Bless The Hustler [Lyrics : RMS Hreidmarr / October 1999] Shining upon their chests The silver seal
you, feds got a seal on you Street time is limited to days On your crack card you're getting only A's and C's for come back Damn it's a shame you're the
