Текст песни Rick Ross - BMF Instrumental

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I think I'm Big Meech (uh) Larry Hoover, Whippin work, Hallelujah One nation, under God, real niggaz getting money from the fucking start I think I'm Big Meech, (woo) Larry Hoover, (woo) Gettin work, Hallelujah One nation, under God, real niggaz getting money from the fucking start My Rolls Royce triple black I'm iche hoe, Ballin' in the club, bottles like I'm meechy hoe Rosé, that's my nickname Cocaine running in my big vains Self made, you just affiliated I built it ground up, you bought it renovated Talking plenty capers nothings been authenticated Funny you claiming the same bitch that I'm penetrating Hold the bottles up, where my comrades? (comrades) Where the fucking felons, where my dawgs at? (uh) I got that archie bunker and it's so white I Just might charge you double I think I'm Big Meech, (uh) Larry Hoover, Whippin work, Hallelujah One nation, under God, real niggaz getting money from the fucking start I think I'm Big Meech, (woo) Larry Hoover, (woo) Getting work, Hallelujah One nation, under God, real niggaz getting money from the fucking start These mother fuckers mad that I'm icy, (boss) Stunt so hard make them come indict me I think I'm Big Meech, look at my giant peace Its automere, hundred racks at least Look at yourself, now look at me (me) You cant see a nigga I'm what you you use to be (ha) Look at it this way, you niggaz side ways Always getting money my nigga crime pays So fuck a nigga I'm self made You a sucka nigga I'm self paid This for my broke niggaz This for my rich niggaz Got a hundred on a head of a snitch nigga I think I'm Big Meech, Larry Hoover, Whipping work, Hallelujah One nation, under God, real niggaz getting money from the fucking start I think I'm Big Meech, (woo) Larry Hoover, (woo) Gettin work, Hallelujah, One nation, under God, real niggas getting money from the fucking start The 36 holes leave yu bleedin fam Word to dem 36, o's in a kilo gram Blunt tip, orange like caviar Wild'n out, fishtailin, subaru, rally car (fishtailin') Out the passenger, lettin the automati off A egg of that girl, knock ya mommy and ya daddy off Fuck around and knock the emblem on that caddy off 4 shooters buggin out, BLICKIN at ya caddy doors Did i mention? guns from red dead redemption 9 mils, 50 clip extentions (long clips) Hope its like a mattress in the hood, im flippin on it (im flippin) And the money's like a chair, im sittin on it (keep quiet nigga) I think I'm Big Meech, Larry Hoover, Whipping work, Hallelujah One nation, under God, real niggaz getting money from the fucking start I think I'm Big Meech, (woo) Larry Hoover, (woo) Gettin work, Hallelujah One nation, under God, real niggaz getting money from the fucking start (MAYBACH MUSIC)

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