- Rick Ross Pirates 歌詞
- Rick Ross
- I guess there aint no nice way to tell you
Niggas its game over, huh?
Pray for me
Hallucination of money, while niggas stomach just rumble
Had to fuck with the
Haitians and break a kilo to crumbles
Nigga living in rubble, but get him labelled a rebel
Any nigga wan rumble, somebody hand me a shovel
Gotta silence the lambs, get on my
Buffalo Bill
Steppin off the
Sonoma with the black duffel bag filled
Got a cute bitch with me; favor come on, for real
Got Meek Mill on the celly, that nigga worth a few mil
I multiply what
I manage,
I manage to multiply
Witness real niggas fail, and watch you fuck niggas strive
Witness bitch niggas pale,
Japar [?] just got twenty-five
At this point in my life,
Im just trying to survive
Homicide stay on my mind,
Christopher
Wallace of my time
R.I.P. to the legend, 2
Pac Shakur with a nine
Makaveli returns - its
God forgives, and
I dontResurrection of the real, time to get the richer than
TrumpIm rolling the dice, four, five, six
Young nigga, 19, four, five bricks
Praying on you niggas, sinners full of hate
God forgives and
I dont, only hustlers relate
Trying to keep my head above water, nigga
We pirates out here, nigga, just trying to stay afloat
And I ride for my niggas
Fascination with fortune afford me mansion and
PorschesPanoramas, abortions, marijuana imported
Dreams of getting cream and never to be extorted
Seen so many things, be preposterous notto record it
Product is in demand, profit not far behind
Got on my mother pearl, she fucking up father time
Babies be having babies,
Im talking bout how
I grindNiggas thinking its voodoo the way bricks be multiplying
Affiliated with wealth, associated with death
Self-made millionaire, snatch a triple beam off the shelf
Straight Grim
Reaper, Air
Jordans walking the streets
Blackberry boss - one call, ya put to sleep
Im rolling the dice, four, five, six
Young nigga, nineteen, forty five bricks
Praying on you niggas, sinners full of hate
God forgives and
I dont, only hustlers relate
The Lord is my light and my salvation
But I see none of you fuck niggas
Fuck what you heard, nigga
I need to feel it
I need to smell it
I need to see it
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