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Half A Mil Still

2: Half-A-Mill] Still gangsta, (still) still ghetto, still street (still) Still real, still roll wit the heat (still) Still got bricks for 16, still spit 16 on the beat Still

ridiculous Five star dishes, different exotic fishes Man, this shit is fucking ridiculous Fucking ridiculous Success is what you make it, take it how it come A half a mil' in twenties like a

where I live Down with them killers, they'll cut you down to half Everybody know I got a hundred on the map though One mil, two mil Three million dollars

rappin' on the mic talkin' shit about a bitch I'll retire ten times and I'll still be here My old records sell about a half a mil' a year I say "Bitch

mastered by a few I take a half a million tapes, sell 'em straight to you All that shit niggas talking, just cant be real I don't need a record deal,

I like the deuce of diamonds cutting spades on a glass table Half a mil on my left ankle Terry cloth Guess shorts robes is comfortable Bring me a nice

Rather be in Carribean sands with Rachael It's unreal, out the blue Frank White got sex appeal Bitches used to go, 'W', still tote steel Trying' to see five mil

bein a broke nigga Verse 2- (Jadakiss)-(overlaps last two lines of Puff Daddy) I want a all chromed out wit the clutch, nigga Drinkin malt liquor, drivin a

3 years parole I did 4 and a half a slab And shit a nigga was dying I'm finally back in the world And it's hard but I'm still trying Not to fall and