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Rick Ross( リック・ロス )
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Trouble in the Streets
Can you smoke? Never swim against the current And they say the tide is rising Uh, these niggas drownin' to death Where the lifeguards? We on the boat Let these pussies know they got a rope Or they want ya boy that threw a rope Ah!
(1) Successful nigga, pants hangin' off my ass King of diamonds, boy you better go and pay yo tax Strong arm, robberies, but neva take advice Not the type of brother that'll read a book at night He a fool, ain't he? Holla 'Where that tool at?' He-a move that, pocket full of food stamps Niggas pray to see they seeds in the Ivy Leagues But all I see is young teens on a Rikers team Niggas throw a molly tryna get the lottery I know she fuckin' homie, shawty, don't you lie to me You gon' fall in and outta love a hundred times Look at me, get yo money like I'm gettin' mine Half these niggas jealous of that spot you in Exercise the same muscle you know got you in もっと沢山の歌詞は ※ Mojim.com Caught him wit a block, my nigga had to plead a Ten
Stay alive through my rhymes until we meet again
(2) Reminiscing on railings on my own, still jaded Rest in peace a real nigga, we all real elated It done been a couple years and it's still raining Everyday the sun shine, I know you still reigning Suge got up on his shackles And that nigga fainted 2Pac triggerman, somewhere on his knees praying Now it's time for certain things to come to light David Kenneth testifies against Mr. Knight House cost 6, another 2 to paint it Prayin' one day all my haters maybe get acquainted No longer in the beef, now I'm on to Bison Evander Holyfield, swear I really want to write him To ask him how it feels, maybe vice-versa To know a nigga, bought his crib with a nice verse Hundred rooms all alone, still blowin' dro Black bottle, in my robe, do this for my WOES
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