- Rick Ross Ten Jesus Pieces 歌詞
- Rick Ross
- [Intro]{J.
U.S.T.I.C.
E. League} {*echoes*}
God forgives
Hes so honorable {
Maybach Music!}
But living amongst thievesand niggaz like myself
You will not have that luxury[Rick Ross]
I wake up excited,
I made it through the night
Things I did in the dark, will it ever see the light?
My nerves should be a wreck,
I got a bad chick
She keeps me erect, she loves my ad-libs
I think Im a genius hundred grand a fuckin feature
I do at least three a week, roll up the fuckin reefer
Went from
Benihana to
Bimini in
BahamasTen chains, no luggage,
Im a big timer
Niggaz claim that they thuggin when they dickridin
My niggaz rather walk, do they own brick climbin
On the block in my all white sneakers
Lord knows in my ten
Jesus pieces
Pray for me cause you know a nigga doingwrong
My homey in the cell, so
I had to write a poem
Count mills for the times that we had it hard
Asking for a hundred mill as
I pray to
God[Chorus]
I do this for my niggaz facin hard times
Cant be on them corners if you hustle part time
Ten chains on,
Eric B. with mob ties
Rakim flows , coming from the
PharcydeBlood diamonds and my piece is from apartheid
Quick to quote a prayer, pull it from the archives
I pray for every soul that this music reaches
Bury me a
G - ten Jesus pieces[Rick Ross]
Young nigga comin up they wanna gun you down
Drinkin vodka in the memory of my nigga, damn (I miss you Peanut)
Ridin real slow on them all golds (we had themnigga)
Shoppin for them
Os when the mall close
Reppin for your homies when they all gone
Get in power then you put your dawg on (real shit)
All black tees, ten gold chains
At the Super
Bowl, but we in the dope game {*laughing*}
Ten years strong in the same trap
Ugh~! Ten years blowin on that strong pack
Lord knows that
I wanna live right (right)
But Lord knows what that
Club Liv like (right)
Forty dollar tab meanin forty grand
Lil wodie got it rolled up in a rubber band
Holdin on the forty in his other hand
Ten chains on, smokin in the motherland[Chorus][Rick Ross]
Im his poltergeist, niggaz know
Im more than nice
All these jewels on, all boys tonight
I could see it in the sparkle cause they lackluster
Black card maxed out, damn black brother
White collar, black-minded
Chrome Smith &
Wesson, back pocket
Eight shot, bitch
Im a top shotta
Screamin your affiliations, but that dont matter
Im flyin first class as the snakes slither
Never blackmail a motherfuckin killer
On trial and they wanna execute me
Its really sad, just the fact they never knew me
True G to the core, feel my texture
A true G keeps it raw in his lecture
Keep it simple, white tee, new sneakers
Dope boy style, ten
Jesus pieces[Chorus][Stalley]
Versace shirt,
Jesus layin on the chest
Man I swear
Big did it the best,
I meanNas did it fresh and,
Jay did it fresh,
I meanYe did it fresh, but man
Big did it the best
And I was so impressed that
I went and got ten
Now Im stunting on these niggaz cause
I couldnt back in
Rose gold, yellow gold, a couple platinum
And I wear em all at once,
I aint tryin to match them
I remember bumping
Mack 10 and that deuce in the corner
Scrapin up for a sandwich and a soda
Now my strength is up and
Im danglin chains off my shoulders
But no Jesus piece on mine, cause at times
I feel ashamedfor the reason that
I rhyme; and they saycause
Im Muslim
I shouldnt think about the shine or even put it in a rhyme
Its better things
I could talk about or put my money towards
But for now
Ima wear these ten chains and floss[ Chorus][Rick Ross]{
Maybach Music}
We untouchable
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