Rick Ross Pirates Lyrics

Rick ross
to me is a dope artist.   well that is my point. what i meant is he raps about the dope game, yeah he is a gangster, that is what his music portrays. That is his artistic signature.I like when he said about the resurrection of 2pac as his own image. He been the voice of 2pac. But does he really portray 2pac's legacy. The metaphor is "He appears to be a pirate" who hallucinate on money while some nigga's stomack rumble. The question is.. Is he a pirate to the dope game ? Is he really a dope mafia, or a pirate in the rap dope game. LOL. Am rolling the dice. 4.5.6. That is Rick Ross to you. More F word.. More N word.. Huh.. thats rap there for you.

Rick Ross Pirate (lyrics)
I guess there aint no nice way to tell you niggas it’s game over, huh?

Hallucination of money, while nigga’s stomach just rumble
Had to fuck with the Haitians and break a kilo to crumbles
Nigga living in rubble, but get him labelled a rebel
Any nigga wan’ rumble, somebody hand me a shovel

Gotta silence the lambs, get on my Buffalo Bill
Steppin’ off the Sonoma with the black duffel bag filled
Got a cute bitch with me; favor come on, for real
Got Meek Mill on the celly, that nigga worth a few mil

I multiply what I manage, I manage to multiply
Witness real niggas fail, and watch you fuck niggas strive
Witness bitch niggas pale, Japar [?] just got twenty-five
At this point in my life, I’m just trying to survive
Homicide stay on my mind, christopher Wallace of my time

R.I.P to the legend, 2Pac shakur with a nine
Makaveli returns- it’s God forgives, and I don’t
Ressurection of the real, time to get richer than Trump

I’m rolling the dice, four , five , six
Young nigga, 19, four, five bricks
Praying on you niggas, sinners full of hate
God forgives and I don’t, only hustlers relate

Trying to keep my head above water, nigga
We pirates out here, nigga,just trying to stay afloat
And I ride for my niggas

Fascination with fortune afford me mansion and Porsches
Panoramas, abortions, marijuana imported
Dreams of getting cream and never to be extorted
Seen so many things, be preposterous not to record it

Product is in demand, profit not far behind
Got on my mother pearl, she fucking up father time
Babies be having babies, I’m talkng ‘bout how I grind
Niggas thinking it’s voodoo the way bricks be multipying
Affiliated with wealth, associated with death

Self – made millionaire, snatch a triple beam off the shelf
Striaght Grim Reaper, Air jordans walking the streets
Blackberry boss- one call, ya put to sleep

I’m rolling the dice , four,five , six
Young nigga, nineteen, forty five bricks
Praying on you niggas, sinners full of hate
God forgives and I don’t, only hustlers relate

The Lord is my light and my salvation
But I see none of you fuck niggas
Fuck what you heard, nigga
I need to feel it
I need to smell it
I need to see it


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