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Bury Me A G (Feat. T.I.) – Rick Ross

Lirik lagu: Bury Me A G (Feat. T.I.)

[Intro: Rick Ross]
They told me it’s never too late for prayer
Well Lord! Pray for us niggas
Cause we ready to die for this shit

[Hook: Rick Ross]
If I die tonight I pray I get buried in clean drawers
Line us all up, just bury me with my dawgs
If I die tonight I pray I get buried in clean drawers
Line us all up, just bury me with my dawgs
Bury me with my dawgs, bury me with my dawgs
Line us all up, bury me with my dawgs
Bury me with my dawgs, bury me with my dawgs
Line us all up, bury me with my dawgs

[Verse 1: Rick Ross]
I look to my left, I look to my right
All I see is my blood, all I see is my life
If it go down tonight, my nigga look out for momma
Been robbing my whole life, I gotta look out for karma
Selling them white squares I swear I’m well prepared
Fifty in my chopper whoever could go to hell
Chopper still heat seeking, block getting hotter
When them niggas go to beefing, slide me til we got ’em

[Hook]

[Verse 2: T.I.]
Machine gun man, seen him on the news
Every gun I had was one the home invaders couldn’t use
Had a nigga catch me slipping, I refuse, not a chance
Listen dude, Tip can use any tool known to man
And don’t think that I can’t hit you just cause it ain’t in my hand
Got a sniper, drop your ass where you stand, understand?
Fifty cal with a scope and a chopper, boy you got to
Plan a way straight to the undertaker, know me for the doctor
Should I die, lay me next to my daughter Lelah and my partner
Rap your ass off somethin’ proper with that blacka, blacka, blacka
Did just what I gotta do, it’s me or you and boy I’m saying
Know that ATF listening, I’m just playing, I’m just playing

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[Hook]

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Hustlin’ – Rick Ross

[Intro]
Hustle, hustlin’ hustlin’
Hustle, hustlin’ hustlin’
Hustle, hustlin’ hustlin’
Hustle, hustlin’ hustlin’
Hustle, hustlin’ hustlin’
Hustle, hustlin’ hustlin’
Hustle, hustlin’ hustlin’

Everyday I’m hustlin’
Everyday I’m hustlin’
Everyday I’m hustlin’
Everyday I’m hustlin’
Everyday I’m hustlin’
Everyday I’m, everyday I’m, everyday I’m hustlin’
Ev-ev-ev-everyday I’m hustlin’
Everyday I’m hustlin’
Ev-ev-ev-everyday I’m hustlin’
Ev-ev-everyday I’m, everyday I’m, everyday I’m hustlin’
Everyday I’m hustlin’ hustlin’ hustlin’ hust-hustlin’

[Verse 1]
Who the fuck you think you fuckin’ with, I’m the fuckin’ boss
Seven forty-five, white on white that’s fuckin’ Ross
I cut ’em wide, I cut ’em long, I cut ’em fat (What)
I keep ’em comin’ back (What), we keep ’em comin’ back
I’m in the distribution, I’m like Atlantic
I got them motherfuckers flyin’ ‘cross the Atlantic
I know Pablo, Noriega, the real Noriega
He owe me a hundred favors
I ain’t petty nigga, we buy the whole thang
See most of my niggas really still deal cocaine
My roof back, my money rides
I’m on the pedal, show you what I’m runnin’ like
When they snatch black I cry for a hundred nights
He got a hundred bodies, servin’ a hundred lives

[Hook]
Everyday I’m hustlin’
Ev-everyday I’m hustlin’
Everyday I’m hustlin’
Ev-everyday I’m hustlin’
Everyday I’m hustlin’
Everyday I’m hustlin’
Everyday I’m hustlin’
Everyday I’m, everyday I’m

[Verse 2]
We never steal cars, but we deal hard
Whip it real hard whip it whip it real hard
I caught a charge, I caught a charge
Whip it real hard, whip it whip it real hard
Ain’t bout no funny shit still bitches and business
I’m on my money shit still whippin’ them Benz
Major league who catchin’ because I’m pitchin’
Jose Canseco just snitchin’ because he’s finish
I feed ’em steroids to strengthen up all my chickens
They flyin’ over Pacific to be specific
Triple C’s you know it’s back we holdin’ sacks
So nigga go on rat, run and tell ’em that
Mo’ cars, mo’ hoes, mo’ clothes, mo blows

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[Hook]

[Verse 3]
It’s time to spend my thrills, custom spinnin’ wheels
I ain’t drove in a week them bitches spinnin’ still
Talk about me because these suckers scared to talk about me
Killers talkin’ bout me, it ain’t no talk about me
It ain’t no walkin’ ’round me, see all these killers ’round me
Lot of drug dealin’ ’round me goin’ down in Dade County
Don’t tote no twenty-twos, Magnum cost me twenty-two
Sat it on them twenty-twos, birds go for twenty-two
Lil’ mama super thick, she say she twenty-two
She seen them twenty-twos, we in room two twenty-two
I touch work like I’m convertible Burt
I got distribution so I’m convertin’ the work
In the M-I-A-YO them niggaz rich off that YAYO
Steady slangin’ YAYO, my Chevy bangin’ Yayo

[Hook]

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No U-Turns – Rick Ross

[Intro]
One way in one way out

[Hook]
Ain’t no U turns on the block
It ain’t no U turns on my block
Ain’t no U turns on my block
Ain’t no U turns on my block
It ain’t no U turns on my block
It ain’t no U turns on the block
Ain’t no U turns on the block
It ain’t no U turns on the block
It ain’t no U turns on the block
[Bridge]
Switch sides? You better stay there
You switch sides? You better stay there
Switch sides? You better stay
Switch sides you better stay there
You switch sides? You better stay there
Switch sides? You better stay there

[Verse 1]
Tunnel vision, it’s time to stumble on 100 million
I still remember niggas pissin’ in the project buildings
It’s do or die, mama say can’t have no feelin’s
Cause the pretty boys in caskets never been appealin’
That diamond ceilin’, all you hear is SUUUU
It got the bitches like OOOOO
Photographic memories, millionaire tendencies
I still be havin’ dreams of niggas killin’ me
Switchin’ sides, you should be happy just to be alive
40 shots ready to show you niggas how we ride
Weather man weapons we use, them bitches never jam
Walk up on you, pull up on you, won’t leave no evidence

[Hook]
Ain’t no U turns on the block
It ain’t no U turns on my block
Ain’t no U turns on my block
Ain’t no U turns on my block
It ain’t no U turns on my block
It ain’t no U turns on the block
Ain’t no U turns on the block
It ain’t no U turns on the block
It ain’t no U turns on the block

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[Bridge]
Switch sides? You better stay there
You switch sides? You better stay there
Switch sides? You better stay
Switch sides you better stay there
You switch sides? You better stay there
Switch sides? You better stay there

[Verse 2]
Pretty bitches sellin’ pussy, I wanna buy it out
Real bitches ride with their man, that shit be right or wrong
I got you suckin’ dick while daddy write a song
Went and got you that G Wagon just to ride along
These niggas hatin’ just like throwin’ stones
Might have one of my Haitians layin’ in your lawn
So stop, I say all belongin’s I confiscate
He sat it down then he thought he could walk away (no)
It ain’t no U turns on my block, it ain’t no U turns on my block
Ain’t no question he was shot
That’s how they do it on my block
40 rounds all in his car, huh

[Hook]
Ain’t no U turns on the block
It ain’t no U turns on my block
Ain’t no U turns on my block
Ain’t no U turns on my block
It ain’t no U turns on my block
It ain’t no U turns on the block
Ain’t no U turns on the block
It ain’t no U turns on the block
It ain’t no U turns on the block

[Bridge]
Switch sides? You better stay there
You switch sides? You better stay there
Switch sides? You better stay
Switch sides you better stay there
You switch sides? You better stay there
Switch sides? You better stay there

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Face (Feat. Trina) – Rick Ross

Lirik lagu: Face (Feat. Trina)

[Trina]
I fuck em once I fuck em twice I fuck em 3 times then I change your life

[Rick Ross]
9 times outta 10 its a big body benz with a real nigga in it ride if you wanna win

Im gettin face [8x]

[Trina]
9 times outta 10 ya wanna fly yellow thangs that can entertain make it in my yellow chang

Im gettin face [8x]

[Rick Ross]
Sellin dope countin money keeps my dick hard time to bust it wide open for a big boy

[Trina]
Big yellow thang all black boots money like mariah rihanna hair due

[Rick Ross]
Mind on the money but this bitch so fine took my eyes off the money watch this bitch the whole time

[Trina]
Mind on the money but this nigga so fly time to jump up in that benz and ride that thang the whole time

[Rick Ross]
Im gettin face [4x]
Doing 20 miles per hour cause im gettin face

[Trina]
Im gettin face [4x]
Sittin at the green light cause im gettin face

[Rick Ross]
9 times outta 10 its a big body benz with a real nigga in it ride if you wanna win

Im gettin face [8x]

[Trina]
9 times outta 10 ya wanna fly yellow thangs that can entertain make it in my yellow chang

Im gettin face [8x]

[Rick Ross]
I does it like a boss everytime I pull it out cause she catch it like a glove but its all over her mouth [i love ya baby]excellent face excellent pase number one nigga baby (boss) you got excellent taste nice condo im talking forty flows its only me and gucci maybe 40 hoes

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Im gettin face [4x]
If I fuck em more than once baby gettin lace

She gotta car she gotta job she’s a lucky girl my shinning star

[Rick Ross]
9 times outta 10 its a big body benz with a real nigga in it ride if you wanna win

Im gettin face [8x]

[Trina]
9 times outta 10 ya wanna fly yellow thangs that can entertain make it in my yellow chang

Im gettin face [8x]

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