[Rah:] Hey hip hop I see what you doing 4thirty ain't mad at you neither Let's do this [Hook: Rah] Look at my wrist Look at my kicks Look at my neck
made it On this ladder And I'm destined to climb [Pro:] To the sky To the sky It's a bird It's a plane 4thirty wilding like we won a championship game
1: Tulisa] Six Thirty in the morning I've arrived early from tour, Step into the house I'm walking up the stairs, 1 step, 2 step, 3 step 4, I'm on the
no mo' Man, fuck this rap shit, hit my bro', front me some dope See money thirty times a day, still can't seem to hold Lower than thirty dollars a month
outta the fake school and rhyme Anybody who thinks this fuckin attitude is a gimmick Come and see me, see if I don't live up to this image Break shit! (scratched) (4
little of prosperity and then some Livin my life handsome, has always been a dream but Now it's time to really achieve by all means (Bust it) I keep my shit, plus thirty
5, 4, 3, 2, 1 Tonight I'm gonna do something different To have your undivided attention is my mission listen We gonna get it poppin' like we supposed
everybody put your best suit or dress on Let's make believe that we are wealthy for just this once Lighting firecrackers off on the front lawn As thirty
that Hov shit Coke spit, the fo' fifth chrome spit Doe getter since I was small, no better than yours Truly just check the suicide doors Thirty inch
out, la kostra nostra You don't wanna bang wit the best I'll have Doc removin fragments from your chest They say God's a forgivin' man, I hope he forgive Thirty
The Next One And Pass Me The Light Cuz We Ready (Fa Sho) Ready (To Go) Ready (To Blow) Let's Roll [Hook] [Verse 2: Jim Jones] If Thirty's the new Twenty
Roll The Next One And Pass Me The Light Cuz We Ready (Fa Sho) Ready (To Go) Ready (To Blow) Let's Roll [Hook] [Verse 2: Jim Jones] If Thirty's the
they Rugers or they Desert, dyin ain't the shit but it's pleasant Kinda quiet, watch my niggaz bring the riot Giving cats the opposite of diets You gain thirty
the Yeah that?s me I live the life Fast cars Watching hoes shake it up all night (I do it) [Soulja Boy] Fifty on the floo A hundred on the table (Table) Thirty
Harlem Jigalo Getcha hoe, lick her low, make the bitch, hit the do' I represent honies with money fly guys with gems Drive with the tints that be thirty
married to the life girl catch the bouquet [Chorus: Kardinal Ofishall & Pusha-T] Set It Off (Ohh Ohh Ehh!) Fire Me Up (4x) Hold It Down (Ohh Ohh Ehh!) Yeah That?s It (4
