Rick Ross - Lincoln Way Nights Remix lyrics

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Rick Ross - Lincoln Way Nights Remix lyrics

(Stalley) Ohio, I've been scraped the pavement throughout natural sevens Picking 50's of the floor, trying to collect the sevens Cause it's the streets that I eat from Doc and Donny and them is who I learn from So each one teach one that's the cigarillos burn from The seats of my 68 camaro with the skiny front Ride with me through my city once And be inspired how we give it up Fast talkin' pimp walkin' how we live it up Hustler spirit sell anything you give to us, trust We ain't come from much, so it's in us to double up 2 pairs of new airs when we brush For the love of mink coats and rings with the sharpest cuts Militant minds all the time though Trying to balance that thin line of freedom and dough Keep a clean song let the dice roll with the good times Cause if you gonna gamble might as well on this life So shake 'em up, shake 'em up with me Grab your red cups fill 'em up with me And come through this south east side and get this milq money (hook) See I make my money with the dice, shake 'em up, double up, triple up, twice I made enough Round here, that's what we call life Live it up, drink sip it up, get a cup, fill it up Move my way down the block, so player make a hater wannna jock See rhyme saves get the paper you can shop Bags fill 'em up, credit card bill 'em up (Rick Ross) I roll the weed loose, communicate with every few After what's the use overlooking the project view Penthouse dreams, large tips for my bellman Reality is fiends, rain drops in my shelter You decide what stay alive that be crucified 40 dollar for my crucifix j**eler do or die Real n******gs wanna shout, live it up Dice game here, crack a six, triple up Any question and I'm with it, time to go and get it Looking at the Rollie, mother pearl made a visit It's a cold world, mama made me frigid n******gs getting' money, I'm living interest My team running screen, Derek Rose at the point … blow never know, time to blow the joint (hook) See I make my money with the dice, shake 'em up, double up, triple up, twice I made enough Round here, that's what we call life Live it up, drink sip it up, get a cup, fill it up Move my way down the block, so player make a hater wanna jock See rhyme saves get the paper you can shop Bags fill 'em up, credit card bill it up (Stalley) I perfected the come up, hustle harder than most Stack papers til it wrinkled and mold They said you ain't getting it until them dollars don't fold So I ain't ever relax, head crack after head crack My approach is leave with it all, go spend that and bend back and do it again Such a rush when it's all or nothing, dice flicking in your hand Everything is hittin' got you feeling you the man Such an awesome zone to be in I recline when the pressure's on the … more for the starters, I took the first stone My cost home had me nurturing my first poem, then I decided throwing everything I worked for Cause I was racing but it all felt dirt slow Miles away from millionaires felt closer with each throw If you're not willing to put it all in, then what you came fo' Scared money don't make money, a broke mouth can't speak for me Talk is cheap, I've been all in, let's get money Talk is cheap, I've been all in, let's get money A broke mouth can't speak for me (Hook) See I make my money with the dice, shake 'em up, double up, triple up, twice I made enough Round here, that's what we call life Live it up, drink sip it up, get a cup, fill it up Move my way down the block, so player make a hater wanna jock See rhyme saves get the paper you can shop Bags fill 'em up, Credit card bill it up