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Correct In Cold Blood Lyrics
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Rick Ross
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Correct In Cold Blood
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Run with me or run from me Pussies don't get pussy I murdered all of my foes, contract killing Twenty K will get ya grandmamy pinned to the ceiling Midst of the war, I piss on graves Kids get graced by my piss poor ways Never could imagine it livin' with paralysis Shoulda check ya rear view, made a better analysis Wack yayo caught him slippin' while he snort dust Cold blood bullet hit him like a tour bus Check the time on my Bevardo, my jazzy bitch in Milano With niggaz pay me the model Sway Louis on my feet, still runnin' the street And I never missed a heartbeat Family over the money, money over the bitches Money don't mean nothin' then why they callin' it riches I'm addicted to watches, mama tellin' me stop it Got well over fifty, fifty you better watch it Do him in cold blood Look him in his eyes, may do him with no gloves Beat the case like a real thug Above the law, it's so hard to pin the big dog Live on so I still bark In my earliest convenience I'ma kill ya Make a lil' cake haters wanna envy God, wanna see you niggaz in a Bentley Family over the money, money over the bitches Money don't mean nothin' then why they callin' it riches I'm addicted to watches, mama tellin' me stop it Got well over fifty and keep fifty in my pocket Limousines for the don, number three is the charm Flee red carpet chillin' E on my arm Purple rain, smokin' haze, smokin' weed Call it purple brain I'm in the purple lable, daddy got a purple heart Not in the service but I'm swoorvin' in a purple car What's the bitch needed all changed I go and buy a new one 'cause I'm sport man Family over the money, money over the bitches Money don't mean nothin' then why they callin' it riches I'm addicted to watches, mama tellin' me stop it You know I'm totin' the rocket so don't make a nigga poppin'
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