Rick Ross - Respect me lyrics

[Hook] n***a gon respect me, n***a best respect me Ain't no way in hell I'mma let you disrespect me n***a gon respect me, n***a best respect me Ain't no way in hell I'mma let you disrespect me n***a gon respect me, n***a best respect me Ain't no way in hell I'mma let you disrespect me n***a gon respect me, n***a best respect me Cuz ain't no way in hell I'mma let you disrespect me [Verse 1: Gucci Mane] Ain't another n***a like me I know these hoes don't like me RPT's for your whole family Cuz your best friend tried to trap me The world game is so slimy But all my n***as are grimy I cut real strutted violin Beefin over, so icy Blood all over my Nike's Man, I'm f**ing your wifey Gucci Mane, I'm not Hify So don't jump around me King of the streets, gon crown me Like Cliff Loutter woulda doubt me Got a white girl like Ice T Figure white bricks in the SUV Drug dealers will consign me Brick Squad, yea we violent Catch catchers turn silent Twitter bad b**hes are the problem, ported Came by the jail and I started back ballin Phone gotta charge cuz the hoes keep callin Read about you's, cutting beef and broccoli And I'm the first n***a to say trapaholic [Hook] [Verse 2: Rick Ross] Facing double life, my n***a went to trial Think he getting out, my n***a in denial Gave his b**h the Benz just to get around Quarter millie on his lawyer, money baggin down Top off of dome, squares off of my trone f** talkin on phones already know what my dog want I push a bu*ton and them k**ers coming Disrespect me? n***as get nothing Seeing 50 keys, started from a crumb Mad brag, G waggin, ridin through the slums I could take a penny, flip it to a dollar You will never disrespect me on my red Impala [Hook]