Letra de Gold Shine

[Hook]
Let me see your gold shine
Let me see your gold shine
Let me see your gold shine
Let me see your gold shine
Let me see your gold shine
Let me see your gold shine
Let me see your gold shine
Let me see your gold shine
Let me see your gold shine
Let me see your gold shine

(Project Pat)
Hoody hoo is the one
Where we all play this game
Gold chain pinky ring
Say the hell for some fame
Hustle in to tha in
Ain't afraid of the pen
Treat his dogs like his kin
Got his brand on his skin
Drankin this of that henny
I went to find some women
A ho can come with genny
But she don't give a penny
I'm out there havin plenny
I'm slangin shit like Lenny
From Good Times to South Park
You can die like Kenny
So try to get some money
Fo those actin funny
You stay about tha cheese mayn
Muthafuck the honey
Now don't you be a dummy
Play me like gin rummy
I try to keep it business
To keep food in my tummy
Tha ghetty ghetty green
On them 20's ridin clean
Cause paper chasin
Just I'm like a fiend
It's yo boy Project Pat
Never catch me droppin dimes
I'm a let my gold shine
I'm a let my gold shine

(Chorus) x2
All playas hustle in
Let me see your gold shine
All my playas coming up
Let me see your gold shine
Gold rangs gold chains gold teeth on the grind
Let me see your gold shine
Let me see your gold shine

(Crunchy Black)
Could it be a dream
Crunchy bling bling
Crunchy on the scene
Rolex diamond ring
Hypnotize bling
When you see me
I'm a shine like diamond
In your fuckin screen

(DJ Paul)
Like a diamond
I'm a shine free
So you know its me
Every time you writin rhymes
Coco all you know its me
Bustas always hatin me
Knowin they be playin me
Get a name right
Next time you dissin me on this cd B

(Gangsta Boo)
Double O seven
Money I was playin on a play station
Ride by waving at you haters
Holla at ya
See ya later alligator
Skin cold world bustin
Cowards curtain
You ain't fuck what you mean playa

(Juicy J)
Playas from tha Hollywood
Evergreen is my hood
Smokin city
Show them gold teeth
Ridin in tha woods
Brakin on some pound
In tha south
Memphis fuckin town
Cheefin' on some hay
Every day
Like a coupon

(Chorus) x2

(Project Pat)
I was ridin' Buick wood
Now I'm pushin' me a 'lex
I was nobody in the hood
Now on chrome thangs I flex
I was wishin I was you
Now you wishin' you was me
Take a walk in my shoes
Ahh it could never be
See, a playa stay down
'Till he rise like some dough
If he true to his game
Then his game stay afloat
Who can cope
With this real ass shit
That I spit?
If you real and you know it then mayn
Toss a bitch
To a real tight playa
South side playa
Mask on my mug
When I blast on a Hateaaa
Loot's what I'm clockin'
Robers I'm watchin'
Nine milly Ruger mayn
That's what I'm cockin'
Lames I diminish
I balls to the finish
This ain't Popeye so I don't need no spinach
I'm just a young mayn havin thangs on the grind
I'm a let my gold shine
I'm a let my gold shine

(Chorus) Till Fade