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rick ross - strapped كلمات الأغنية

[intro]
i may not have been made for this rap sh-t dawg
n-ggas talkin’ sh-t, on records and sh-t
i’ma put these hands on your -ss n-gga

[hook]
you know i’m strapped with the mac
try me if you want i blow a b-tch bad

[verse 1: rick ross]
catch me on the band she playin gloves and goggles
on a ? benz v12 with a bottle
a hollow and a handwave?, 50 to follow
i put one knee on blow, your -ss been swallow
if you bite me dog, i’ma get your -ss pavo
wake up the no-ribs and the friends in chicago
i’m rolling in miami with, momos on the lac
eyes ? holdin’ a stolen mac
aiming at the first ‘o on your polo cap
find the tool at any, signed a fool
got a half tuition for my daughter’s private school
reason for the violent moves, silent ?
keep birds on us like the pirate’s do
i’m embarr-ssed to speak for who your signin’ to

[ ?? ]
ya, ya all n-ggas stupid for free, f-ck

[hook]

[verse 2: noah]
i don’t know if you noticed joe, but i grew up on focus ho
with nothin’ to lose, it’s nothin’ to prove
no other option but bustin’ the tool, runnin’ to school
with illegal things in my locker, i flame your posture
i critically acclaim an oscar, sprayin’ at your rasta
? i made a mistake and hit your father
i ain’t sued for that i shock ya, sn-tch your rockets, pop ya
respect me or noah ya all better
i’m make you an honorary pall bearer
for small cheddar, bet ya wet ya brung cheddar, funds-getter
you a chipp off a ton sniffer, lung-filler
my style none iller, gun-spiller flow for fun stealer k!ller
how you gonna stand the kelly gave up potatoes for cheese still a peeler
belly hot top stealer pillar, fedi-feller big-welly dealer
you cheaper than a pica deli dinner

[hook]

[verse 3]
i strike like a match, put my life on a track
hit ? pikes with my wife and some crack
when i get her for a p-ss, i twistin’ like a sack
off goes the seat belts, out comes the snacks
cop from mia out comes the mac
out goes your back, out comes you sad
it’s a lot of n-ggas bark, but they really won’t stretch
i have your -ss like, man where we goin’ at?
if you’re lookin for beef, i’ll be too
hang on your back, jumpin’ like an eq
can fill your waist, legs, feet, too
a witness film the shooter, i’m like me too
they went that way, i didn’t see no car
but listen close unless you wanna to see these b-lls
in jail you’d be barred from the tv squad
your soft fans, really wanna beat me hard

[hook]

- rick ross

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