Luniz - Havin' Thangs lyrics

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Luniz - Havin' Thangs lyrics

It's all about havin' thangs (gold rings, and my platinum chain) The game is hard to obtain It's all about havin' thangs (gold rings, and my platinum chain) When you get it, it's hard to maintain It's all about havin' thangs (gold rings, and my platinum chain) It's hard to stop slangin caine It's all about havin' thangs (gold rings, and my platinum chain) Get it before you get fame Verse 1 *(Numskull)* Make mine a double shot Of cold schnapps runnin off my top lip Freezin on the late night shift Wit Barney Rubble jaws so cold Scratch the crack of my a** Cross-eyed One on Narcs an one on Task f** this I'm goin in To f** wit my broad an get a little helmet an a shot of hen I'm on the way to where my flat is Daddy is, on the way, down yonder by the back hids Bad kids is my enemies n***as who cop blocks, stop knocks an haters not from my spot An they always stare like they know me An there's one n***a, who swear to God I'ma f**in phony Be like "Sup folks, I got cream" n***a is you smokin, do I look like a mutha f**in dope fiend Now this sh**'s gettin kicked off It's like 12 to 1 an I bet I don't get ripped off So more words is pa**ed They approached, I reached, them n***as dashed I dashed too cuz murders like the livin hell I put the lead on ya, an risk 25 wit an L Instead of bein a down low n***a, hang on no coat tails Rig-ups, big licks an fake dope sales It's all about havin' thangs (gold rings, and my platinum chain) The game is hard to obtain It's all about havin' thangs (gold rings, and my platinum chain) When you get it, it's hard to maintain It's all about havin' thangs (gold rings, and my platinum chain) It's hard to stop slangin caine It's all about havin' thangs (gold rings, and my platinum chain) Get it before you get fame Verse 2 *(Poppa L.Q.)* Listen up I like 100 dollar bill stacks Best of the congniac Sexin women from the back Playas is you wit dat? I started from scraps To ah, get me some scratch First I, bought me some crack Then I, started to stack I got my pockets so fat Then flipped me a flap Went bankrupt for a minute Grindin brought me back I got potnas out here ballin but I'm still on the grind I juss hope they still ballin when I finally get mine Playas askin me what's poppin But I'm yellin "ain't no tellin" Like Jack told Hellen tryin not to catch my third f**in felon Pockets swellin, damn right I'm sellin dope But damn, ya'll actin like I'm supposed to stay broke I got, bills to pay I been scramblin all day Tryin to flip this yay an stay swallowed over ??? ??? I suited an booted, an heavily looted Champagne on my brain an devishly suited An all the female fiends Wanna be on the team So they can sip the Cristal an blow on the green Would a million dollar man an some thousand dollar clothes Belittle himself An f** wit two dollar hoes? It's all about havin' thangs (gold rings, and my platinum chain) The game is hard to obtain It's all about havin' thangs (gold rings, and my platinum chain) When you get it, it's hard to maintain It's all about havin' thangs (gold rings, and my platinum chain) It's hard to stop slangin caine It's all about havin' thangs (gold rings, and my platinum chain) Get it before you get fame Verse 3 *(Yukmouth)* When I was 5 years old I was told there was a road To flip a 500 Benzo fresh off the floor In the door wit Lorenzo's Triple gold's an vogues Any way you go you can't go wrong So n***a juss go on that pa** "Go" Collect yo 2 hun wit 2 guns An under bucket Cutla** not too flossy or too slump The right one (baby!) n***as go crazy for the Coca-Cola cla**ic At dark I'm strap-a-matic like Jura**ic Park In '88, n***as straight laced cables an medallions A stable fulla stallions An yay is for metallions n***as smilin in my face to get the safe code I lace hoes An break those n***as I hold for randsom like in Waco Make no mistake it's k**a Kali n***as laugh, spend cash on the Cristali Federalis beat yo a** up in the alley n***a the jar was shook up, until the caviar was cooked up (Whalla) "There you are, eh Mr. Creamery ya think ya slick Ya sold me some bullsh**, what the f** is this?!" n***a, it's called the drought season That sh** you never seen cousin While you smokin cream, buzzin n***as mean muggin Rushin knots down the block n***as snuffin hopps Bustin at the mutha f**in cops, n***a duck an watch My rings an my phat gold chain Slangin whole thangs on Soul Train n***a fa sho mayne Sittin on glod thangs an thats fa sheezy Pimpin ain't easy mutha f**a cuz I'm breezy Havin' it (ha) It's all about havin' thangs (gold rings, and my platinum chain) The game is hard to obtain It's all about havin' thangs (gold rings, and my platinum chain) When you get it, it's hard to maintain It's all about havin' thangs (gold rings, and my platinum chain) It's hard to stop slangin caine It's all about havin' thangs (gold rings, and my platinum chain) Get it before you get fame