Rick Ross
Rick Ross - Mafia Music 3 lyrics
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[Verse 1: Rick Ross] Niggas caught up slipping, gave him a shit bag Five shots to the stomach, 2Pac gift pack It's death row, conspiracy theories Concealed indictments handed to the grand jury Get some money now you hated by your own kind The home invasion done by niggas in your bloodline GABOS, game ain’t based on sympathy So he put a hit on his cousin