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- I Swear To God [Prod. By Beat Billionaire] 歌詞 Rick Ross
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- Rick Ross I Swear To God [Prod. By Beat Billionaire] 歌詞
- Rick Ross
- Watch the real niggas celebrate
All the real niggas selling weight
Watch the real niggas celebrate
I swear to God thats on my kids
Every day that Im alive I gotta live
For every gangster ever died or did a bid
Where Im from when niggas ride they kill it quick
Flipping bricks counting money so repetitious
Highly decorated gangster so keep a distance
Swear to God thats on my kids better mind your business
Five grandll get you killed whats a life sentence
Life sentence huh
Im paranoid cause Im in the Porsche
In the projects sitting on a brick of boy
I swear to God this d ck could change your life
So grab your bags its time to catch a flight
I levitate on all these p-ssy niggas
I never hate on all these p-ssy niggas
My tax bracket on some other shit
I could put you on that mothership
I swear to God thats on my kids
Every day that Im alive I gotta live
For every gangster ever died or did a bid
Where Im from when niggas ride they kill it quick
Flipping bricks counting money so repetitious
Highly decorated gangster so keep a distance
Swear to God thats on my kids better mind your business
Five grandll get you killed whats a life sentence
Life sentence huh
Start winning niggas wanna whisper in the dark
Spray the drivers side window when the Lincoln park
I think these niggas out here reading lips
Salty we the only niggas eatingchips
Gotta separate from all these p-ssy niggas
You could never hesitate and yous a p-ssy nigga
We started off dead broke
Now I got forty million in a f-cking yoke
I got four million in my boat
All jokes aside a few million in my ho
Double M know the Gs nigga
On Colombia sipping mojitos with leaves nigga
I swear to God thats on my kids
Every day that Im alive I gotta live
For every gangster ever died or did a bid
Where Im from when niggas ride they kill it quick
Flipping bricks counting money — so repetitious
Highly decorated gangster so keep a distance
Swear to God thats on my kids better mind your business
Five grandll get you killed whats a life sentence
Life sentence huh
Rose-gold Jesus rose-gold watch
All-black Ghost all-black Glock
Three new flows thats off top
All white squares the city on lock
I swear to God I need a hundred ms
Til the day I die I plan to represent
Hold your heads high we had a nice run
Let the bankers know we have just begun
I broke the mold my total assets
Will get you assholes left in the past tense
I broke the mold in every aspect
Ill get you assholes left in the past tense
I swear to God thats on my kids
Every day that Im alive I gotta live
For every gangster ever died or did a bid
Where Im from when niggas ride they kill it quick
Flipping bricks counting money — so repetitious
Highly decorated gangster so keep a distance
Swear to God thats on my kids better mind your business
Five grandll get you killed whats a life sentence
Life sentence huh
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