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[Intro: Ross]
to coast instrumental
Red and what it do I see you
Chi-town all my it ain't nothing but love nigga
Maybach is deeper than the rap nigga

1: Rick Ross]

I know murs but I know birds
I bet a new firs that I know all you niggas
Fake tough guys it even in your blood
Sex money murder all niggas give me love
Out in Chi-town all them G's get
indicted dough gave 'em king pin status
Shittin' on rappers undercover faggots
And I some work with me for the questions they keep askin'
blue it match the denim in the fashion
Make haters but that mack 11 laughin'
Fuck a few
Fuck a few
it fly a coast
Baby we the
wanna text
I wanna talk
Got the burner in the winter in the middle of New
hear the facts cause it's deeper than the rap
I got that eat your way cheaper than this stack
Mob
See the dress
I don't say twice
I'm Ecko
I'm so
And there's no
I sold fake dope in my own
Before ya a better come and join the mob
You the rules wack a nigga and you get a newer car
Ya girl wanted bling but ya girl just a
I'm a boom boy when that girl was ya thing

[Verse 2: Ecko]
Breitling flooded links and rings to me
Everyday another hater say they gonna do to me
Please I'm west chillin' my booya trap
Niggas a who where what
Not ya'll
Got me up
Benz coup or up
Head shoota run up on ya blank buck buck
Fuck a blog my cars a large
Put ya ass in a bag ask if a problem
Boy
I ain't gotta move a thumb a soo-woo dumbin' one in the
I squeeze ya neck down numbin
I gotta now
Told my young boy I hope my down
with a steer down
Ended up front page everybody stomped in the
My alibi Ross the courts know my whereabouts
by many loved by few
I'm blazin Bentley til they get me I don't about you bro
I'ma do me if I ain't squeezin my ass
I ain't 50 but that keep my bucks bankin'
That's the to precede a new squad
New cash touch my ass lose arm
Shout out to the flaggin' on the left side
Brought my fortunes to New York villa on the west
Condo on Miami
like Miami Heat
Everybody know trip you see runnin' streets