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

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