Rick Ross

Rick Ross

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  • Rick Ross Trilla Intro Lyrics

           

    [Intro - Rick Ross]
    With kush and lean on my breath
    The big boss Ricky Ross here is Trilla
    You Know I'm talkin bout

    [Verse 1 - Rick Ross]
    Shout out to Gun Play - Shout out to T.O.
    Shout out to Kenneth Williams - Shout out to E-Folk
    Shout out to E-Class, nigga we eat fast
    Shout out to Gucci Pucci, beamers with eat shelf
    Shout out to Larry Hoover - Shout out to Big Meech
    Shout out to Bunky Brown - Shout out to Fish Grease
    Shout out to Falcon - Shout out to Big Ba
    Shout out to John Doe - The hole Lynch Mob
    (Shout out to Rick Ross) because I (Run This)
    I was a trill nigga, bitch when I wasn't rich
    Shout out to Brown Lee, slangin in H-Town
    Gettin bank in the tank, knockin weight down
    Shout out to Lil' Trea, triggas get pulled back
    It's five stacks for a hit, betcha feel that
    This the corner sto', pinnacle of ballin blow
    In the strip club with 50 gram is all ya know
    Shout out to Boobie Boys, young drug dealers
    Shout out to Red and Blue, I got love, nigga
    Shout out to Chi-Town, all the G.D.'s
    Shout out to 3-0-5, I rep C.C.
    Shout out to Lil' Jay - Shout out to Jay-Z
    Shout out to 2Shae, I'm gettin straight cheese
    Shout out to Wayne Parker, cook the 'caine harder
    Shout out to Haitian P, he's so straight robbin
    Shout out to Scarface - Shout out to Bun B
    I met Escobar, my ring one key
    Shout out to Trick Daddy, I got love, fool
    We both millionaires, let's make some dough moves
    I'm paranoid it's too much personalia
    Puplic prosecutors got me preparing for failure
    Picture pimp, picture me pimpin the pen
    With all these pretty scripters that I can pimp with my pen
    Oh no the Lord is my light and my savior
    So I don't know is somebody coming to save ya
    Oh Lord please tell 'em my game will slay 'em
    Oh Boy that A-K gon' do 'em a favor
    I don't give a f**k about death
    'Cuz death don't give a f**k about flash
    'Cuz flash don't give a f**k about mine
    And mine never gave a f**k about my

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