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shit
I just think that hoodies are comfy
I want a sleeved tat, I drink Henny
And most of the pussy I get don't bring joy
And if Rick Ross started

Bau Beats Fetter als Rick Ross Bauch
Das ist Old School Digga das ist HipHop Sound
Gib den Beat Dreh ihn laut und ich Kick was drauf
Jede Nacht PDM

like Rick Ross
Took his man life had to even the odds
Ran off on da plug, I finessed all da bars
Hit him wit the slug, hollow tip eat his jaw
Ima be rich

south laying in da southern dirt 



My dick work I ain’t never pop a perc

Shit ain’t sweet I ain’t drinking on no syrup

I ain’t poppin pills just

see you Boba Voss
I want da head, coin toss
Maybach, Rick Ross
cll back Ecosport, hit da grass, hit da gas 
If dem lights get behind me imma have to do

puttin  holes in his back like vlone
Leave me alone
The money be callin my phone knock knock yea we at yo door
Make yo bitch a dancer
He want smoke now he

Six by nines through theses door panels
Make a bunch of noise
I'm mobbin' on these back
Streets and city blocks
Middle finger every cop
Chevy block

here
Every time I drop I swing doors off the block
It look like some money in here
I'm a walking check
That's why this hoe on my neck
I rock Versace-

ross
You betrayed me so watch your ass, I’ll kick you on the pussy
I’m feel sorry for my cuties, fed up of those pisses
Hey ooh my ladies, just a shout

N.Y. Electric

Aesop Rock

Bazooka Tooth

2003

pigs, magnums, crack, bag baby, roach bait 
Pristine kicks spread in the iris of the needle (Just for my people)
I’m a thread the needle (just for my

The New Slick Rick
La-Di-Da-Di
Sawed-Off Shawty
Ridin' Through The Hood
Bout' To Flip Somebody
How You Rap Like That?
It's Just Somethin' Bout' Me
I Step In

Ready Set Go

Talib Kweli

Prisoner of Conscious

2013

and the flag drops
I'll never stop
I'mma race to the finish line of the road
To kick in the door
Ready, set, go
Ready, set, go
Ready, set, go
Ready, set, go

To back I'm raining
Cause you the top noodles like Ramen, save it
Boss Ricky Ross stand tall Cindy Hall
I'm the hottest in the city
Got them rider niggas

bumpin my song
Ran off on the plug call my phone
Put em up in da air like a mfn drone
Posted up on the block
Wit dem glizzys and chromes
Niggas jacking my

cough
lil' bitch, I'm a boss, I ain't talkin' rick ross
Bitch, I been drippin', drownin', you get lost in the sauce
Brayskoo at the top, I ain't talkin'

Don't Make Us

Unk

Beat'n Down Yo Block

2006

MANN WE PADED UP BY THE OOMP CAMP ITS GOING DOWN AND IF YOU DON'T GIVA A fuck IN DIS MUTHA~F**KA PUT YO MIDDLE FINGERS UP YOU'N GIVE A fuck BOUT DAT OTHA

and do the crip walk
I got Jesus by my side
I ain't with y'all
cnd I ain't never going back to having withdrawals
cnd Ima real boss just like Rick Ross
cnd

Why they talk to me, leave em' mute
Kick that bitch out, yeah you know she got the fuckin' boot
Feelin' like a boss, Rick Ross, fuck the cost
Feelin'

Hey Ross, sauce it up
We kick back by the beach, your love its out of reach
They say practice what you preach, good times is all I seek
You call me

Jungle Bash

Hopsin

Knock Madness

2013

like I'm rick Ross's Neck
Ripping it up and keeping it funky like I'm DAS FEX
I'm flawless? Yes. My flow will devolve your flesh, c'mon

Me and my

White Rapper

Rittz

Next to Nothing

2014

Freeport boys
Too much trouble to see that our squad could set
Up in class repping bum stickity bum, giggity gangster
Gangster, biting Spice 1 and Das EFX

And whips than the dealers and (grunt) than Rick Ross
more bitches than Nas and trees than Bob Ross
And points than a cactus and kills than Katniss.
More

a kick off
I ain’t rick ross but I’m a big boss
So fly i don’t flight i just lift off
So high kill a bird in the sky if ever decide that i’m finna take my

Bitches takin' lines, yellin' uh

Like they Rick Ross Had to manifest this life
So I abide by the law Every day you gotta pay the cost
Bound shall never