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rick ross - buried in the streets lyrics

(intro)
can you smoke?
never swim against the current
and they say the tide is rising
uh, these n-gg-s drownin’ to death
where the lifeguards? we on the boat
let these p-ss-es know they got a rope
or they want ya boy that threw a rope
ah!

(verse 1)
successful n-gg-, pants hangin’ off my -ss
king of diamonds, boy you better go and pay yo tax
strong arm, robberies, but neva take advice
not the type of brother that’ll read a book at night
he a fool, ain’t he? holla “where that tool at?”
he-a move that, pocket full of food stamps
n-gg-s pray to see they seeds in the ivy leagues
but all i see is young teens on a rikers team
n-gg-s throw a molly tryna get the lottery
i know she f-ckin’ homie, shawty, don’t you lie to me
you gon’ fall in and outta love a hundred times
look at me, get yo money like i’m gettin’ mine
half these n-gg-s jealous of that spot you in
exercise the same muscle you know got you in
caught him wit a block, my n-gg- had to plead a ten
stay alive through my rhymes until we meet again

(verse 2)
reminiscing on railings on my own, still jaded
rest in peace a real n-gg-, we all real elated
it done been a couple years and it’s still raining
everyday the sun shine, i know you still reigning
suge got up on his shackles and that n-gg- fainted
2pac triggerman, somewhere on his knees praying
now it’s time for certain things to come to light
david kenneth testifies against mr. knight
house cost 6, another 2 to paint it
prayin’ one day all my haters maybe get acquainted
no longer in the beef, now i’m on to bison
evander holyfield, swear i really want to write him
to ask him how it feels, maybe vice-versa
to know a n-gg-, bought his crib with a nice verse
hundred rooms all alone, still blowin’ dro
black bottle, in my robe, do this for my woes

- rick ross lyrics

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