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[Intro: Ross]
Coast to coast
Red and blue it do I see you
Chi-town all my GD's it ain't but love nigga
Maybach music is than the rap nigga

[Verse 1: Rick

I don't know murs but I know
I bet a new firs that I know all you first
Fake tough guys it ain't even in blood
Sex murder all them niggas give me love
Out in all them G's get cabbage
Just indicted dough gave 'em king pin
on these rappers undercover faggots
And I brought some with me for the questions they keep askin'
Masarati it match the denim in the fashion
haters smile but that mack 11 laughin'
Fuck a few
a few celebs
Fuck it fly a
Baby we the
Hoes wanna
I never wanna
Got the burner in the winter in the of New York
Better the facts cause it's deeper than the rap
I got people that eat your way than this stack
Mob
See the code
I don't say twice
I'm Ecko
I'm so
And there's no
I sold fake in my own complex
Before ya a star come and join the mob
You know the rules wack a nigga and you get a car
Ya girl wanted bling but ya just a fling
I'm a boom that boy when that was ya thing

[Verse 2: Ecko]
Breitling flooded links and nothing to me
Everyday hater say what they gonna do to me
Please I'm west chillin' with my booya
Niggas a who where what
Not ya'll
Got me up
coup or trucked up
Head shoota run up on ya point blank buck
Fuck a blog my cars a hundred
Put ya ass in a bag ask if there's a
Boy
I ain't gotta move a thumb a soo-woo one in the head
I from ya neck down numbin
I gotta now
Told my boy I hope my steal down
Started with a steer
up front page everybody stomped in the warehouse
My alibi Ross told the courts my whereabouts
Feared by many by few
I'm blazin Bentley til they get me I don't care you bro
do me if I ain't squeezin my ass shankin'
I ain't 50 but that yayo keep my bucks
That's the game to a new squad
New cash my ass lose your arm
Shout out to the homies on the left side
Brought my fortunes to New York villa on the side
Condo on Beach
like Miami Heat
Everybody trip you see runnin' Miami streets