Chucky Thompson - Until We Rich lyrics
[Introduction: Krayzie Bone] n***a the mission's to get what you don't got The struggle it don't stop, until we drop [Ice Cube] Krayzie Bone and Ice Cube.. The best thing in life in life is life (uh-huh, uh-huh) Get your mind right, and get your grind right (we gotta keep goin) [Krazyie] Hey young thugs (we gotta keep goin) Get your mind right, and get your grind right [Krazyie] Hey young thugs.. Get your mind right, and get your grind right [Verse 1: Ice Cube] Look into my eyes if you wanna know me Before you hypnotized, homey what do you see A figure that's just a little bigger than dealers A hustler countin figures ain't pulled no triggers Can you dig us, we be the ultimate lick We's the hitters, that make the ultimate hits Kinda floss-ey, kinda boss-ey It's gotta be done my way, do what the {f**} I say Top of the pyramid, homey what I tell you If you leave this Westside umbrella you hit the cellar Bring me my slippers, black robe, and my globe And I could rule the world with my eyes closed (with my eyes closed..) [Hook x2: Krayzie Bone] See the mission's to get what we don't got Until we filthy rich and on top You betta go get it, it's yours n***a the mission's to get what you don't got The struggle it don't stop until we drop [Ice Cube] Krazyie Bone and Ice Cube [Verse 2: Ice Cube] To all the little homies that's watchin TV I see you tryin to be a O.G. like me Chasin dreams, pullin mo' schemes for wealth But the best thing in life is health, be yourself playa Television it'll keep yo' a** wishin forever You'll never get you life together Don't talk about d**h, I got too much life to live Too many orders to give -- what it is, showbiz Taught you what a trick and a ho is (WHAT?) Showed you what a Six-ty Fo' is (WHAT?) Lord knows, "In God We Trust" And everybody in the world wanna be like us (everybody) Chorus [Verse 3: Ice Cube] To the kids of the world that's waitin for wealth Waitin for health, you better do for self Homey that's yo' last cup Forget about the fast buck; boy, get you a** up People use yo' brain to gain Do something that ain't never been done; and we can spend hun's Wipe our a** with twenties, light our joints with ones Throw away the guns, have nuttin but fun And homey we could do that {sh**}! Police have a fit, when yo' paper's legit We gotta get off the phone, we gotta teach our own Send your baby to school and she'll come back grown We got to talk to our grandma's And she'll help us through them dark halls, and them pitfalls Everybody know we got the world to gain We got to stop the pain, Lord stop the rain Chorus [Outro: Ice Cube] Keep goin, little homey why you slowin? Keep rollin, little homey why you slowin? Keep rollin, little homey why you slowin? Keep rollin, rollin, rollin, rollin [Outro 2: Krayzie Bone] Hey young thugs, the world is yours.. Hey young thugs, the world is yours.. Hey young thugs, the world is yours.. Yeah young thug, the world is yours.. Hey young thugs, the world is yours.. Hey young thugs, the world is yours.. Hey young thugs, the world is yours.. (get your mind right, and get your grind right) Yeah young thug, the world is yours.. Hey young thugs, the world is yours.. (Ice Cube..) Hey young thugs, the world is yours.. (the best thing in life is life) Hey young thugs, the world is yours.. (I got to say it twice) Yeah young thug, the world is yours.. (the best thing in life is life) Hey young thugs, the world is yours.. (get your mind right, and get your grind right) Hey young thugs, the world is yours.. Hey young thugs, the world is yours.. Yeah young thug, the world is yours..