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[Intro - Ross]
With and lean on my breath
The big boss Ricky Ross is Trilla
You Know I'm bout

[Verse 1 - Ross]
out to Gun Play - Shout out to T.O.
Shout out to Kenneth Williams - Shout out to
out to E-Class, nigga we eat fast
Shout out to Gucci Pucci, we each have
Shout out to Larry - Shout out to Big Meech
Shout out to Bunky Brown - out to Fish Grease
Shout out to Falcon - out to Big Bob
Shout out to John Doe - The Lynch Mob
(Shout out to Rick Ross) I (Run This)
I was a trill nigga, bitch when I wasn't
Shout out to Brown Lee, slangin in
Gettin bank in the tank, weight down
Shout out to Lil' Trea, get pulled back
It's five stacks for a hit, betcha that
the corner sto', pinnacle of ballin blow
In the club with 50 grand is all ya know
out to Boobie Boys, young drug dealers
Shout out to Red and Blue, I got love,
out to Chi-Town, all the G.D.'s
out to 3-0-5, I rep C.C.
Shout out to Lil' Jay - out to Jay-Z
out to 2Shae, I'm gettin straight cheese
Shout out to Wayne Parker, cook the harder
Shout out to Haitian P, so straight robbin
Shout out to - Shout out to Bun B
I met Escobar, my one key
Shout out to Daddy, I got love, fool
We both millionaires, let's make thug moves
I'm paranoid it's too much
Puplic got me preparing for failure
Picture pimp, picture me the pen
With all pretty scripters that I can pimp with my pen
Oh no the Lord is my light and my
So I don't know is somebody coming to ya
Oh Lord please tell 'em my game slay 'em
Oh Boy that A-K gon' do 'em a
I give a fuck about death
'Cuz death don't give a about flesh
'Cuz flesh don't give a fuck about
And mine never a fuck about my