Singer: Rick Ross
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Song: Go To Hell
Rick Ross - Go To Hell Lyrics (LRC Advanced) (03:39-219-0-en) (PARTIAL PREVIEW)
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[00:01.30]These are the things I can do without, come on
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[00:07.30]I'm talking to you, come on
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[00:11.10]Dope boy excellence
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[00:14.00]They gave you life
[00:16.00]Elevation, uh (Cool & Dre)
[00:18.30]And in return, you gave
[00:21.10]Big blunts, dope boys wanna smoke with me (Uh)
[00:23.20]Now we ride double M's through the whole city (Huh)
[00:25.80]Niggas talkin' down, but they hoes feel me
[00:28.50]A nine figure nigga, all I wanna talk is business (Facts)
[00:31.50]I seen a big mouth get a closed casket
[00:34.20]Self made, took over the whole racket
[00:36.70]A kilo after kilo, see who movе the most
[00:39.40]Two hundred foot yacht, she wanna see thе coast (Woo)
[00:42.30]You can't be chasin' money with the wrong approach (No)
[00:45.20]Commas only comin' once you got a coach (Huh)
[00:47.90]I'm the Walt Frazier, that's for all ages (Ha)
[00:50.60]The Don Shula, shooter niggas, tall lasers (Brrt)
[00:53.40]Bitch boys run to social media (Woo)
[00:56.00]Rich nigga, name in Wikipedia (Boss)
[00:59.20]If I fuck her once, she wanna fuck me twice (Huh)
[01:01.70]All the real niggas clique up, let's get rich tonight, uh
[01:05.50]Only the real recognize real, I
[01:10.50]Give me somethin' I can feel so I know that it's real, I
[01:18.00]This bandemic infectious, bloody diamonds on this necklace
[01:21.30]This bandemic infectious (Bloody diamonds on this necklace)
[01:25.50]Uh, I put fifty on her wrist to make her nastier
[01:28.40]I'm doin' numbers on these niggas, it ain't no passin' us
[01:32.10]Bad bitch suckin' it out me, Count Dracula
[01:34.60]Whole gang with me on a twenty passenger
[01:37.50]Kraft with us, at the table eatin' crabs with us
[01:40.20]Labels callin' everyday to get some cash to us
[01:42.90]'Member they thought I wasn't smart, they tried to laugh at us
[01:45.90]But I still catch 'em at the door like "Give them Pateks up" (Give that shit up)
[01:49.30]Laugh now, cry later
[01:51.20]Play it cool, slide later, I know I'm gon' die later
[01:53.70]On a corner, a four pound, two dollars, some Now and Laters
[01:56.40]I'm a real life survivor, them people was tryna fade us
[01:59.20]Lil' shorty with me fine, she look like Sanaa Lathan
[02:01.90]I don't get her what she want and she turn into a crybaby
[02:04.60]Bye baby, I be out of time, baby
[02:07.40]If they catch us on a date, you blowin' up like the bomb, baby
[02:10.10]I made twenty mill' last month, you better make up yo' mind, baby
[02:12.90]You can do anything you want, just don't get out of line, baby
[02:15.60]I'm doin' anything I want, I'm havin' lunch with Tom Brady
[02:18.30]Talkin' 'bout his girl problems, I can't lie, I related
[02:21.40]Only real recognize the real
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