Get Rich (Dirty) chords by Big Six

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Intro 1

Verse 1
Em 
Big 6, Dark  (E minor) City, Big Cod,
Let's get this fucking money man
I gotta get rich,
I'm ready to die for this,
If I don't get rich,
then I'ma die tryna get rich,
Fuck with my paper,
let a nigga lie in the dicks,
So get rich, I ain't tryna live and
die in the bricks
Who better than I,
for chips I'm ready to die
My paper route for this money
wouldn't let me get high
Every day I'm on the block
sucking feds in disguise
Blowing hundreds fucking hunnies
till I rest in the sky
Pints and crowns,
like my hoes nice and brown
Getting money now
so I can throw them dice around
The price of a smile
can show you
how my life's so foul
You ain't getting down,
I might have the life to pound
And I'm eating right,
if I can't spend a couple G's
a night then what's life?
I'ma buy it if I like it, fuck the price
Most of y 'all don't know
what livin' up is like
Claimin' you a gangster,
gettin' paper, yeah, fuckin' right
Not with a bitch, and I'm plottin' on chips
I gotta get rich, I'm ready to die for this
You can catch me on the block
with them 5's and 6's
So high like 6, if you need products to flip
I gotta get rich, I'm ready to die for this
If I don't get rich,
then I'ma die tryin' to get rich
Fuck with my paper, let a nigga lie in a ditch
So get rich, I ain't tryin'
to live and die in a brick
I gotta get rich, I'm ready to die for this
If I don't get rich,
then I'ma die tryin' to get rich
Fuck with my paper, let a nigga lie in a dick
So get rich, I ain't tryin'
to live and die in a brick
I'm tryin' to get rich,
whether I'm supplin' them nicks
Or buyin' them bricks,
Dick's got his eye on the flick
While you christen my old house,
gettin' high with them chicks
I'm on the block,
dreamin' and schemin' to fly in a six
My hustle is strong,
and he's what I'm gustlin' on
Known to stack a couple chips,
but I've been strugglin' too long
I could put sweat, tears, blood in a song
But I'd rather hit the block,
turnin' brothers to pawns
Seein' the light,
got me on some other shit, nigga
I ain't focused on flossin'
cause I'm stuck on the figures
Runnin' with niggas,
I specialize in bustin' that niggas
If it ain't about money,
I ain't fuckin' with niggas
Dashin' to work, up in shorty ass and skirt
I ain't feelin' bein' hungry,
nigga, that shit hurts
These bitches look right,
when they pass, I flip
Got a lust for them bitches,
but my cash can perk
I gotta get rich, I'm ready to die for this
If i don't get rich
then imma die tryna get rich
Fuck with my paper
let a nigga lie in the ditch
So get rich
I ain't tryna live to die in the bridge
I gotta get rich, I'm ready to die for this
If i don't get rich
then imma die tryna get rich
Fuck with my paper
let a nigga lie in the ditch
So get rich
I ain't tryna live to die in the bridge
I been arrested for hitting blocks
with them big investments
If it ain't about paper I ain't interested
All my life I was fucked
up and living hectic
Now I'm gettin' fat and y
'all lookin' anti -brexit
Niggas be ghostin' vestment coat
Blowin' weed,
smokin' always got cheddar to blow
I sell a nigga sheetrock, pebbles and soap
And have a nigga tryna kill me
before I settle for broke
Drinkin' the proof,
everybody schemin' on who
Big six cause them niggas
know my team is the truth
Until I'm locked up behind bars,
bleedin' the throat
I'm like Singh cause I'm
searchin' for the evilest roots
Ice on us, you got weed and light on up
Pop shit, you can get chipped, right on up
Got money nigga here, bet the dice on us
We gon' get rich with this,
am I nice or what?
I gotta get rich, I'm ready to die for this
If I don't get rich,
then I'ma die tryna get rich
Fuck with my paper,
let a nigga lie in the dick
So get rich, I ain't tryna
live and die in the brick
I gotta get rich, I'm ready to die for this
If I don't get rich,
then I'ma die tryna get rich
Fuck with my paper,
let a nigga lie in the dick
So get rich, I ain't tryna live
and die in the brick
Yeah
Ain't nothin' else to say man
Let's get this fuckin' money