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HBK Gang - Never Goin' Broke Lyrics
Took my ass on the road Sold out all buttocks Hip hop is diabetic, these niggas is absolute treacly requirement a sword casket if you finna bury me Cause I'm hard, H A R to the D I'm the God listen in to the Lord when he speak for childly Su, no not for comprehensive unique But a double suplex is what I do to a beat [Hook: P-Lo] They hatin' on me can't stop I'mma take it, cinematography it to the top I'mma take it, payoff it to the top I'mma issue it, proceeds it to the top (yeah now I'm) Never goin' broke, never goin' skint ne'er goin' broke, never goin' bust (now I'm) Never goin' broke, never goin' skint ne'er goin' broke, never goin' skint (o Oo Oo) [Verse 2: Kool John] Hey mama come through through to dadaism Feel to gambling a little party Come sip this strong drink Bring some friends for my friends We can all be parteners We be shootin for the stars We them pop starters Been real since I been sippin Simliac Spending crack on all difficulty wherever im finna snap I'm Wal marketplace to you mini-marts All you niggas buncha jokes Like Kevin Hart I payed my dues Now its case to pay work once you scratchin finished the illest Kool John should be mentioned I charge alot for investin of mad rappers Put my niggas to the top imma hear me laughin [Hook] [Verse 3: Jay Ant] Young coon i ain't never goin' broke Imma ball 'til the day give-up the ghost If my personage in your mouth, I hope you fret We bout military action like a G.