Rick Ross Knife Fight song lyrics

That's why I bust back

It don't phase me

When he drop take his Glock and I'm Swayze

Runnin' like I got bears on me

(Run Run)

They got a brother on the run

Ricky Ross, Bawse

All black all my cars I call them all Amistad

My Masonic Lodge the second nation under God

I'mma kamakaze for my brothers common cause

You can get this shit bagged with this llama in my drawls

Hallelujah, women holler

Somebody plotting, got 'em leaking holes in his medulla oblongata

I never passify pessimist

Pastors lie is my testament

The past of the present tense

Uhhhhh

They nailed Jesus to the cross

My jeweler nailed a piece 30 g's for me to floss

Lord forgive me I'm a sinner

Still smoking Bible paper Revelations getting thinner

760 Beamer, smelling like a winner

Four piece chicken box Birdman dinner

Swerving thorough the streets it's the KGB

Kool G's back nigga MMG

Ross

Live from New York, kid kind of short

Knock down towers the big toe the torch

Rap legend from Queens with the South Beach Boss

Pumping Maybach Music getting mouthpieced off

The cost of jewlery had seen what a house lease cost

In these foul streets we floss to the North of Miami, connect

The more we came it's still sandy and wet

It's the lazy eyed gangsta kid G. Giancana

That'll walk into your floor sick the piece straight behind ya

Bout to blow in this bitch like TNT with a timer

Keep a sweet vagina in some GG designers

Selfish made in the coziest ways

I seen watches and Chloe shades

We just know we paid

Got the culture behind the Bolivia my flow be the babes

The handguns we holdin got the nose of a gauge

Understand I don't feed the animals no longer in the cage

Hold that