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The Devil Is a Lie (Feat. Jay-Z) – Rick Ross

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[Intro: Rick Ross]
Masterminds! We gon’ get this forever
You know whenever we link up, my nigga
They think this shit comes from outer space or something
Nigga, let’s get this money nigga
Masterminds: ROC, MMG! Jay, I got it, I got it

[Verse 1: Rick Ross]
Four stacks for the heels on my bitch feet
Car seats still smelling like 10 ki’s
Tell a plug that I’m lookin’ for increase
Wingstop, fat boy need a 10 piece
Say a nigga name and the car start
Nigga switching lane to lane like WalMart
Sippin Bordeaux out in Bordeaux
Hazard lights flashing on the four-door
Switch the Benzo for the Enzo
Back to the Benzo when the ends low
Switch my old bitch for my new bitch
Cause my new bitch something like a nympho
Fuck the game raw when I came in it
Getting money ever since I came in it
You couldn’t stop me if you tried
Motherfucker cause the devil is a lie

[Hook: Rick Ross]
Big guns and big whips
Rich nigga talkin’ big shit
Double cup, gold wrist
Double up on that blow, bitch
Two mil on that I-95
Bow your head cuz it’s time to pay tithes
Opposition want me dead or alive
Motherfucker but the devil is a lie
The devil is a lie, bitch I’m the truth
The devil is a lie, bitch I’m the proof
The devil is a lie, the devil is a lie
Bitch I’m alive, the devil is a lie

[Verse 2: Rick Ross]
Two kings on the big screen
Niggas seen a 36 at 16
100k for the 16
Nigga’s stick dirty but his dick clean
My money goin’ on the deep end
Talkin’ half a milli for the weekend
Contract like a nigga play defense
Curtains in the Maybach bitch peek in
Now the bitches wanna car hop
6 cribs for the cars in the car lot
Dope boys on the goal nigga
Went gold 6 times for a goal nigga
Black bottle and a bad bitch
Club all money where the cash is
Dubai I can do it like a sheikh
Top floor nigga Burj Khalifa

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[Hook: Rick Ross]

[Verse 3:]
Is it truth or it’s fiction, is it truth or it’s fiction
Is Hova atheist? I never fuck with True Religion
Am I down with the devil cuz my roof come up missin’
Is that Lucifer juice in that two cup he sippin’
That’s D’usse baby welcome to the dark side
Coulda got black list for the crack shit
White jesus in my crock pot
I mix the shit with some soda
Now black jesus turn water to wine
And all I had to do was turn the stove up
East Coast, winnin’ at life, nigga, cheat code
The hatin’ is flagrant, hit your free throws
The devil try to hit me with the RICO, them black people
Devil want these niggas hate they own kind
Gotta be illuminati if a nigga shine
Oh we can’t be a nigga if a nigga rich?
Oh we gotta be the devil that’s some nigga shit
You seen what I did to the stop and frisk
Brooklyn on the Barney’s like we own the bitch
Give the money to the hood, now we all win
Got that Barney’s floor lookin like a VIM
Black hoodie, black skully
Bravado like Mavado, boy I’m that gully
Gettin white money but I’m still black
All these niggas claiming king but I’m still that
King Hova, Mansa Musa
Told my lot, the devil is a lie, I’m the truth ya

[Hook: Rick Ross]

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Hold on We’re Going Home (Remix) – Rick Ross

[Intro: Rick Ross]
Shorty I got more money than I ever had
But you’re the only thing I need right now
You make it all so simple
You my new thing

[Verse 1: Rick Ross]
I fuck her like an addict
She fuck me like she mad at me
But it’s all cool though
I flew out the niche just last week
When I’m away she send me pics in the sheets
[?] all my cars, and my sneaks
Wait, let me keep this shit simple
Fuck the radio, this just a nigga tempo
Fat boy, blue jeans, and a gold watch
Started at the bottom now she rolled on top
Black Testarossa, 0-60 on the strip, she’s explosive
Just got back from Dubai
Emirates live, flew in with 1.5
Never fold is the threshold
Like my mother sayin’, now never let go
Hood nigga with an escroe
Bad bitch, but she special
Went home, and I prayed for an angel
Appeared in the dark, here to take away the pain too
War wounds on the big dawg
But she get the ball like it’s tip off
Watch D-Wade, got two seats
Got her everything but the new Beats
Cardier wings, nigga, two seats
Nigga gettin’ money like a new Meech
We the Knights of the Templar
Dirty little nigga with ten cars
This whole click another Enron
Baby girl it’s time for you to get gone
There’s a shoulder just to lean on
Rozay baby, and the team strong

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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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