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Fat like Rick Ross
You might as well say uhn!

*You're a male dawg
Why you smell like lavender.
You ain't shit dawg
Why you need a manager.
Think you

Bitch first you sound like Rick Ross
Then you went to sounding
Like Shawn and Ludacris
Who-who wrote that shit?
Y'all hoes, I'm just too real for ya hoes

flowin’ like fluid, the truest influenced
By Bone Thugs and Pac, it won’t stop
I’m liquid, flowin’ like fluid, the truest influenced
By Ice Cube to Ice-T,

came to you pussy ass nigga
I would of killed but it was my
Fault nigga I kept it too real
We busted choppers at nigga’s
Laid in bushes together
You had

Chickenshit Conformist

Dead Kennedys

Bedtime for Democracy

1986

a scene
Scared to love and to feel
Judging everything
By loud fast rules appeal
Who played last night?
"I don't know, I forgot.
But diving off

trying to steal the sauce
Throw that bag to my bro, I feel like Randy Moss
Need a big bag, trying to get like Rick Ross
Need a mansion with the gate

Kept It Too Real

Plies

The Real Testament [Clean]

2007

real is
When it came to you *** I woulda killed
But it was my fault *** I kept it too real

I broke bread with you *** showed you where I lived
You

Thugg Niggaz

Geto Boys

Da Good Da Bad & Da Ugly

1998

Or speak about it too much, you gon' die by the sword
So think about it, do us an injustice, you know time flies
Life, I can't trust it, so I stay high

Life of a Thug

Jaheim

The Makings of a Man

a look back, the life of a thug

I been uptown, played many games, hurt by many girls
Been all around, lookin' for love but no one to trust
I been locked

that real
Just tryna live upscale
You know what im saying
K Swoon you be fly like a dove
I need love, hopefully an angel above
Not the type you say no

Peace of Mine

Gang Starr

Ownerz [Japan Bonus Tracks]

2003

misleadin the youth nigga
Too many wakes and funerals, that's the proof nigga
Our hood's in danger, kids need guidance
You keep lyin, still the young keep

(kissing)
I love you so much, don't never leave me, I won't let you leave

The ho turned me out, green eyes, had a crush on her
Since 5 years

my doly ain't need need no back up
Big Dawg
Remember I was broke but now my pockets up on Rick Ross
Thought you was my dawg like Kyrie Irving you done

ones by Jay Z and Rick Ross she
Did that song because she was asked and
Because "Kanye's a genius" She
Did "Bang Bang"
Because she "knew it would be big"

that life ain't fair
Sippin Rozay like I'm Rick Ross shout out all the pears
Vizene all my diamonds yea these shits is crystal clear
Eat lil shorty pussy

ain't take that too well, by tonight, he gotta murk somethin'
He pulled out, bled the block (skrrt)
Left the bend and cocked his Glock
He wanna leave

This that sick rap, kick back, come to where I pitch at
Where bitches love The Game like Tyson Beckford six pack
Presidential Rollie, nigga, where

was on my grind
Hustling before Rick Ross was out
Skinny nigga talll
Empty clips and all
Hit a nigga forehead
Buddy dolphin rout
Love to die like I was

love to hate, followin my fate better hit two a days cuz
I'm in tip top shape, the new hip hop face, with Rick Ross cape, the Boss in Salt Lake
Puffin

My President

Nas

The Recession

2008

Yeah be the realest shit I never wrote
I ain't write this shit by the way nigga
Some real shit right here nigga
This will be the realest shit you

thing to be
Every thug need a little love too,
Baby how 'bout me?
Told her don't call me a stink
Cause I smell like money
I'm putting down the greatest

Let me remind you this is not a house
Where peace be an option and I'm not a scared mouse
Don't sound like Rick Ross
Trying hard to be the boss
But I

need somebody to
Love on you, trust, girl, 'cause I need love too
Somebody different, for once, gon' stay true
Someone who cares, someone who cares

Run to the dough yo pockets looking slim bih go sell you some dope
I need some more I'm so tender bout Eb I can't let go
I love the hoe 308's ate his