Rick Ross - Get That Bread lyrics

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Rick Ross - Get That Bread lyrics

[Hook] See if I wanna ride (x2), on the shine (x2), I'ma get that bread See I'll be on my grind all the time in the streets to survive gonna shake them feds [Verse 1:Rick Ross] I was moving major work when I vibed on the street Razor blades on the jag raise a blade in the cheek sh** sweet I quit sleeping in the streets it's all complete now Big house, new car, nice watch made man, airplane Got a hand in every pot We pan every co*k,? can every shot it all comes to meet now The judgment don't wanna f** with get your touch b**h I'm focused, flyin'? snortin' on foes, seeking beef Smoking murder on the Don, you don't wanna see me I pull the seemie in 3D the first 3B freebies, wanna?? Carol city raised,Carol city raised,? on the b**by boys Carol city days The game on you, can you stand on your own two? Hundred and thirty murders, my dawg comin' home too [Hook] [Verse 2:Cinque] I shake the feds like a dice game Raised by the OGs shoot a precise aim Besides game ice all on my bright lane Keep the heart top, cuz you never know my mind frame Yeah, keep my eyes on the forecast ? rise too high and that's your a** That's your bad n***a I ain't new to this Take your head off tryin' to play me all sorts of stupid sh** Ask Ludacris? I'm finally gettin' stupid rich And with a kryptonite chain on we the super? I got a gangster team That'll aim any stupid n***a scheme to separate me from queen Man let's squad the ultimate regime,?? got a? And I sink you can call me? 126s yell sippin'?? [Hook] [Verse 3:Big Duke] Now n***as know me, I'd be on a motherf**ing block Beat a b**h on the plot with a Glock and a wife beater Post about white reeger for you high-head can't believe my pistol got a heatseeker So if you think about a plot you'd better think deeper Or you'll end up old news like my first beeper You ain't even got a? I'm a reaper Night creeper,??? white people n***as don't? play no games I can stress this enough I don't f** with lames ? hollerin' about he insane Watch how sane he gonna' get, watch how I snatch his? I put pussies in their place In their place they settle their bet not up in my face A lot of n***as fake, but not in my case n***as can't floss, not in my space

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