
Thug Ones Half A Mill (Ft. Kool G Rap, Musalini (Rapper) & N.O.R.E.)
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[Intro: Noreaga]
Neptunes
Make it bounce quick, make it bounce quick
Make 'em bounce shit, make it bounce quick, what
Nigga bounce shit, nigga bounce quick, what
Nigga bounce shit, nigga bounce quick, huh
Yo, I said fuck them niggas, fuck them niggas
Fuck them bitches, fuck them bitches
Fuck them niggas, fuck them niggas
Fuck them bitches, fuck them bitches
[Noreaga]
Yo, bitches bought my album while ya faggots'll dub it
I do three songs, shit'll just top your budget
You ain't got no money, like y'all big ass cream
I just wild out, smash yo little small ass team
I do twelve shows, probably get twelve for each
Thirty grand for a song, hundred thou' a lease
That I made off the books yo, right on the streets
Put ya money up, kid, you wanna bet or what?
I'm on a lil' label, prolly got more than the label
I floss now, you could catch me on cable
Neil Levine cut the checks, got a nigga real stable
Older bitches wanna fuck around and rock the cradle
Stick-up kids never wanna see me n shit
Shoot they ass, make 'em smoke a heemie n shit,
N. O. R. E. , stay 'cyclopedi-ing shit
Get right up on the news, like the media shit
Neptunes
Make it bounce quick, make it bounce quick
Make 'em bounce shit, make it bounce quick, what
Nigga bounce shit, nigga bounce quick, what
Nigga bounce shit, nigga bounce quick, huh
Yo, I said fuck them niggas, fuck them niggas
Fuck them bitches, fuck them bitches
Fuck them niggas, fuck them niggas
Fuck them bitches, fuck them bitches
[Noreaga]
Yo, bitches bought my album while ya faggots'll dub it
I do three songs, shit'll just top your budget
You ain't got no money, like y'all big ass cream
I just wild out, smash yo little small ass team
I do twelve shows, probably get twelve for each
Thirty grand for a song, hundred thou' a lease
That I made off the books yo, right on the streets
Put ya money up, kid, you wanna bet or what?
I'm on a lil' label, prolly got more than the label
I floss now, you could catch me on cable
Neil Levine cut the checks, got a nigga real stable
Older bitches wanna fuck around and rock the cradle
Stick-up kids never wanna see me n shit
Shoot they ass, make 'em smoke a heemie n shit,
N. O. R. E. , stay 'cyclopedi-ing shit
Get right up on the news, like the media shit
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