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[Intro: Ross]
to coast instrumental
Red and blue it do I see you
Chi-town all my GD's it nothing but love nigga
Maybach music is deeper than the rap

1: Rick Ross]

I don't know but I know birds
I bet a new firs that I know all you niggas
Fake tough guys it ain't even in your
Sex money murder all them niggas give me
Out in Chi-town all G's get cabbage
Just dough gave 'em king pin status
Shittin' on rappers undercover faggots
And I brought some with me for the questions they keep askin'
Masarati blue it the denim in the fashion
Make haters smile but that mack 11
a few stars
Fuck a few
it fly a coast
Baby we the
wanna text
I never talk
Got the in the winter in the middle of New York
Better hear the cause it's deeper than the rap
I got people that eat your way cheaper this stack
Mob
See the code
I say shit twice
I'm Ecko
I'm so
And there's no
I sold fake dope in my own
ya a star better come and join the mob
You know the rules wack a and you get a newer car
Ya girl wanted bling but ya girl just a
I'm a boom that boy when girl was ya thing

[Verse 2: Ecko]
Breitling flooded and rings nothing to me
Everyday another hater say they gonna do to me
Please I'm west chillin' with my booya
scared a who where what
Not ya'll
Got me up
coup or trucked up
Head shoota run up on ya point blank buck
a blog my cars a hundred large
Put ya ass in a bag ask if there's a
Boy
I ain't gotta a thumb a soo-woo dumbin' one in the head
I from ya neck down numbin
I deal now
Told my young boy I hope my steal
Started with a down
Ended up front page everybody stomped in the
My alibi Ross told the know my whereabouts
Feared by many by few
I'm blazin Bentley til get me I don't care about you bro
do me if I ain't squeezin my ass shankin'
I ain't 50 but that yayo my bucks bankin'
That's the to precede a new squad
New cash my ass lose your arm
Shout out to the homies flaggin' on the left
Brought my to New York villa on the west side
Condo on Miami
Ballin' like Miami
Everybody know trip you see runnin' streets