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check em - richie rich lyrics

[verse 1]
it be a enemy, way before he’s a friend of me
only wanna hang cause the n*gga drinking hennessy
replenishing, with the new count and he cool man
just straight but better n*gga money be late
never catch him on time with my scratch
n*ggas on the turf [?] with the bat
she was proper, thick lil something, hair long like rapunzel
on that n*gga jock for the way he hold the bundle
trick [?] in the cut he acting nothin’, ridin’, behind in line
collar poppin’ ass n*gga ain’t got no sense in, no scratch
look he wanna floss with the batch
but watch when i see him, better to me [?]
better show me somethin’, better don’t be frontin’
this is the last time the n*gga finna run with my scratch
even off a quote of zip sacks
i got to handle business cause sh*t is getting hard
motherf*ckers sellin’ my dope on the boulevard
flossin’ with b*tches but can’t beat back
watch when i see him, watch how he act

[chorus]
and that’sa cold sh*t
i got to check him like a b*tch
that’s some cold sh*t
i got to check him like a b*tch
ain’t that some cold sh*t
i got to check him like a b*tch
that’s some cold sh*t
n*gga got to get checked like a b*tch
[verse 2]
n*gga where the f*ck is my scratch?
and tell me where the f*ck you been sleepin’ at
i’d hit your mama house, hit your sister house
met your b*tch at the mall on some other sh*t
now n*gga let me tell you somethin’
somethin’ about your situation and your information
got your sh*t twisted, got it crooked
been the come up short n*gga just lookin’
i done fronted you many sacks before
i done fronted you many zips before
let you ride around in my ‘vette before
f*cked around and hooked you with the s*xy hoe
but you gon’ play me like i was the heel
now i got to pull my aks off the shelf
ain’t no dust on ’em, i keep ’em lookin’ tight
motherf*ckers got to die tonight n*gga

[chorus]
i got to check you like a b*tch
ain’t that some cold ass sh*t
i got to check you like a b*tch
that’s some cold ass sh*t
i got to check him like a b*tch
ain’t that some cold ass sh*t
i got to check you like a b*tch
n*gga, check you like a…
[verse 3]
now this is the same motherf*cker that
i knew way back when we was kids, we was like that
we rode bikes mongoose, i could ride tac
he could ride mine, we had the red line
we would stroke, ride together
paint sh*t, kick sh*t and talk about the b*tch
y’know how lil young n*ggas do
never really know what the f*ck they doin’
but still they seem to ruin everybody’s day, everybody’s caper
we was two young motherf*ckers gettin’ paper
used to hit [?] trucks and work at the coliseum
but now every time that i see him
the n*gga need some help, the n*gga need a sack
[?] n*gga can you bring me back?
okay n*gga imma do this for you quick
but please don’t let me have to check you like a b*tch

[chorus]
i got to check you like a b*tch
ain’t that some cold ass sh*t
i got to check him like a b*tch
that’s some cold ass sh*t
i got to check him like a b*tch
ain’t that some cold ass sh*t
i got to check him like a b*tch
n*gga you can’t f*ck like this
[outro]
and this is dedicated to them n*ggas man
i know everybody out there know a motherf*cker like that
you can loan him two or three dollars
and the motherf*cker just act like you can’t do enough for him
you know what i’m saying
and now tax time come around
n*gga start checking his files and funds
you see a motherf*cking slipping, you know too much
it’s time for me to catch up woody, and check him like a b*tch

- richie rich lyrics

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