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アーティスト:Rick Ross 

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[Intro: Yo Gotti] I'm in a jungle Lions, tigers and gorillas and shit nigga It's a lot of monkey ass niggas out here too 'Lotta hustle nigga Rules, laws, strategy [Verse 1: Yo Gotti] 10 million dollars later I'm a blessing nigga How a nigga rich but still stressing nigga Glock .40, Smith & Wesson nigga Streets will never ever stop testing niggas Youngin' give 'em a head shot, send a message nigga Part rapper, part goon, still finessing nigga I believe in hustle I don't fuck with luck And it's fuck em kill em all if they don't fuck with us Them three letters mean a lot boy, sacrifices Cocaine Mafia, double check the prices Niggas killing niggas like they got a license Niggas crossing over like they Allen Iverson Fuck that iPhone 6, they be tracking niggas I'm about to get a beeper, fade to black on niggas Gotti, goodnight, I'm gone I be back when they quit living through phones When niggas put the gram down and pick the grams up You got follows but no dollars man that shit ain't adding up Nah, and all the dirt I done, all the bricks I sold I can't sleep at night, paranoid it shows I be strapped on stage, fuck the award show Cause I shoot this bitch up and only God knows [Skit] Yeah like I told you a long time ago fam, y'all gon' hold it against you. I keep fighting doing this to y'all. Every time I get something in the mail whether it's favorable or not from the courts, I keep putting it down because y'all are my motivation. I appreciate the love [Verse 2: Rick Ross] Niggas riding gold rims and they


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