Rick Ross - SHAQ and KOBE (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Rick Ross - SHAQ and KOBE (en) Lyrics
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Niggas wanna see you lose when
you're makin' moves (Moves)
We bringin' tools in any rooms, we
tryna break the rules (Rules)
Niggas is haters, they ain't goons,
we tryna make them fool (Fool)
I never thought I'd make the Forbes
before I make the news (Never)
Havin' a threesome with some bitches,
it's still ain't amusin' (I ain't)
I pick and choose, put on my jewels,
it's like I lit the fuse (It's lit)
I call the shots, and all the
killers be likе "What's the
move?" (Let's gеt it)
Hundred grand, you and your little
man gets split in two (Splitter)
Mmm, my life got way realer
Playin' with them millions and
it turned me to a made nigga
Anywhere in the trenches I be active
when they play with 'em
Statements got retracted when niggas
ratted, 'cause we sprayed niggas
Mafioso, sippin' Lobos
Jumpin' out the chopper to the
yacht off the Gold Coast
We was totin' choppers on
the block, sellin' coco
Now we treatin' models like they
thots out in SoHo (Yeah)
Thirty mill' in cash, do
these niggas bad (Bad)
They never thought I'd go this far
just from a pen and pad (Pad)
I seen my dawg kill my dawg,
just to get his stash
He went up top, they banged him
out, got that nigga slatt
(Too much)
Too much money and power
Walk up in the spot and punched
the stuffings, keep tuckin'
the chopper (Huh)
Too much money and power (Too much)
Hustlin' twenty-four hours
(Twenty-four hours)
Stumble into the penthouse, with a baddie
to fuck in the shower (Huh)
Hustlin' twenty-four hours
I left a team of niggas
in the red tape (Huh)
Diggin' through they pockets,
left they shoes unlaced
Homicide on another case
Mouth wide, gold teeth with
a pale face (Bang)
My niggas couldn't read,
had impediments (Huh)
But they never would leave
any evidence (Huh)
Your mother still in pain,
it been a few days
What you know, this all it
came with minimum wage
They thought it was a game
'til the shots rang
Six niggas layin' on
the same box spring
How you dead broke but
got a dope charge?
Gotta rob a bank just
to post bond (Huh)
Got this chopper with me
for the close calls
Helicopter on the roof 'cause
I won't walk (God)
Killin' niggas in the streets,
I call it a feast
Twenty million, I can see,
and all in a week (Boss)
We only on the yachts with
tequila shots (Huh)
It's only paperwork now
when we leave the lot
Calamari in California,
yeah, I want a kiss
All you envious devil demons,
you can suck a dick (Bitch)
I hope you die slow with
your blindfold (Huh)
Your bitch still at home with
her mind blown (Huh)
I got a pool of parrots and
some buffalos (Woo)
And I got a pool in Paris in
a bungalow (Ha-ha-ha-ha)
Still flippin' numbers
talking summer sauce
Everybody get to eat, that's what
a winner called (Double M)
Sippin' champagne, I own
it myself (Boss)
You niggas better learn
to own you some wealth
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