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    Try'n 2 Make A Million"
    (feat. Juvenile)

    Do you know what this ballin is, I'm talking bout marble floors
    Tricks in private jets, hoes behind Rover doors
    You talked about me bad but what you doin
    Nothin but walkin round tha projects shoo-shooing
    Get mad when I flash tha karats don't want to see me have it
    I guess tomorrow I'll be smokin a 'gar in Paris
    My cellular ring, ok let's pick up this change
    Beeper blowin up, I'm lookin down at tha game
    I'm steady changin cars so tha feds won't mess wit me
    Park tha Q 4-5 and hop in tha Cherokee
    At about 8:30 I'll be rollin in a millennium
    Sippin on condact on my way to my condominium
    Been rollin livin lavish, eatin in commanders palace
    Bitches attracted to tha savage
    Where niggas is chillin, sleepin in tha Royal Senesta
    My girlfriend is my berretta, I never left her
    What you know about them Beamers and Moe-Moe's
    Them Lexus 4-doors and them '97 Volvos
    Hell I might as well buy me a castle instead
    And get fed some grace by Miss USA

    [Hook (Juvenile)]
    How can I make a million?
    Without tha feds investigating my building
    I know niggas gone try me, I'ma have to kill them
    But I'ma keep on makin money up until then

    Golds and hoes, niggas doin videos
    My everyday wear is Reeboks and Girbauds
    Young nigga look I'm smarter than Russell Simmons
    And I got more money than tha average nigga
    I done sold coke nigga, I done hit blocks
    I done sold rocks, tha cheap shit had to stop
    I had to be tha biggest nigga on VL block
    So I bust open me a quarter ki spot
    Two G's a Q-P, now my block is hot
    A hundred G's a week nigga, so I couldn't stop
    Now I done stole me a few ki's
    I'm tha only young nigga Uptown frontin Q-P's
    You don't believe me ask Joe Casey
    My background coke history speak for me
    Diamonds and gold all across tha T-O-P
    And all these hoes wanna ride in my Lexus Jeep
    If it ain't cheddar or cheese it ain't gravy
    And these car stealin hoes stay up off tha street
    And these playa hatin niggas need to stop passin through tha UPT
    And all my new hoes gone ride in my Hummer
    But I got a top of tha line bitch beside me
    And if a nigga fuck up my hoe gone ride for me
    See I'll put change on my own brain
    Bitch I spent 50 G's bullet proofin my Hummer man
    25 G's on Fresh's Suburban nigga
    We all pack vests nigga, I know you heard me nigga
    Big Rufus got a Tec and a Lex and he flexin
    And if a nigga disrespect God gone have to bless em
    And let his mom dress em cause it's all good
    It's all gravy, bitch nigga stop playa hatin


    [Mannie Fresh]
    I done did more hoes than Michael Jackson done shows
    I done made more money than Tommy sale clothes
    I don't think that you can umout shine me man
    You need to um stand behind me man
    Come through this bitch lit up like December
    Givin all these pretty hoes something to remember
    I'ma nigga wit some endangered specie boots
    Spillin crystal on tha floor oppps
    Picture me and yo old' lady butt naked and shit
    She drunker than a muthafucka, suckin my dick
    I just gave yo hoe a hundred for her trouble
    And I'm telling her we can bade in Moet bubbles
    Separate my money, and then
    Big Tymers whip they ass wit 20's and 10's

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