Paroles de Riches

Paroles de Riches Par J.DEROBIE

Rush Road
M O G
Life ago get better suh we nah cry ah
Me seh we nah cry
Life give me that
Me wan buy a land inna Trinidad
And build a mansion inna Ja

M. O. G see me, weh we a guh tell life
We nuh know no play inna real life
We haffi back up pick a tool and face life
Fight di fight gear life

Pon top speed cross red line   
A nuh anybody cyan stop we no lie
Dem other man dem never know we nuh fear light
Caw success a weh di ghetto Yute a pree for

A long long time, long time
Some a dem ghetto Yute a dress up inna rags  dem
No shoes bare foot pon street
So we nah go bother
Every ghetto youth is a star

Seh me want win di money, me know
Inna me dark glass and a deals me a see ya
Never mind, me got me mind dem pon di road
Every ghetto Yute Haffi richer dan riches

so me seh
 
Gi me dat, Gi me dat
We nah sleep
Gwan hustle fi money
Gi me that, Gi me that
We pree life and we pree fi di money
Gi me that, Gi me that
All a di money inna bank inna one day
Gi me that, Gi me that
Life gi me that
Life haffi Gi me that

Hustle a gwan everyday pon street nah sleep
Text back a gyal sound like seh me nah see
Life hard suh we go hard like steel
Cyaan bend, we nah soft, we nah rest still

So we guh hard than dem them
We nuh fear dem badmind Dem
We com fi get di bag a money leave and mek nuh friend
Mommy Daddy sister and me likkle breda dem a wait
Suh me ago run fast

So me say

Gi me dat, Gi me dat
We nah sleep, gwan hustle fi money
Gi me that, Gi me that
We pree life and we pree fi di money
Gi me that, Gi me that
All a di money inna bank inna one day
Gi me that, Gi me that
Life gi me that
Life haffi Gi me that

M. O. G see me, weh we a guh tell life?
We nuh know no play inna real life
We haffi back up pick a tool and face life
Fight di fight gear life

Pon top speed cross red line   
A nuh anybody cyan stop we no lie
Dem other man dem never know we nuh fear light
Caw success a weh di ghetto Yute a pree for

A long long time long time
Some a dem ghetto Yute a dress up inna duty rags dem
No shoes bare foot pon street
But we nah go bother
Every ghetto youth issa star

Seh me want win di money, me know
Inna me dark glass and a deals me a see ya
Never mind, me got me mind dem pon di road
Every ghetto Yute Haffi richer dan riches

A so me seh

Gi me dat, Gi me dat
We nah sleep, gwan hustle fi di money
Gi me that, Gi me that
We pree life and we pree fi di money
Gi me that, Gi me that
All a di money inna bank inna one day
Gi me that, Gi me that
Life gi me that
Life haffi Gi me that

Life gi me that
Life haffi gi me that
Life haffi gi me that

Yow success is weh we a pree for
All di ghetto Yute, we wan fi mek it
Suh life haffi give us weh we want and weh we need
Riches weh me seh Bomb

(It's M O G Baby)