Carol City
Rick Ross
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Word to the pusher, nigga never kept a job Boobie gave me game We used to sell dope and rob I left a stain off in Carol City My last name should be Carol City Used to sell dope just to feed the fam Max box jumping with the kilograms I feel your pain if you from Carol City My last name should be Carol City Black Dollar, I wanna buy a house on every block Build one bigger than Dolphin Stadium, young nigga watch Captain Crabs AK shells, living your aftermath Ain't no love, get your money or get a body bag Hammers and vogues, There's lord River City let the son ride clean for the deadliest hoes Gotta represent, nigga so meet me at the minute And if you living how I'm living, stay behind the tenant Marble floors mink rugs and got the gold faucets Be cautious, well known to take the weak hostage U.S Marshalls on the way and they cut open the gates Know we going to trial by the look on my face Word to the pusher, nigga never kept a job Boobie gave me game We used to sell dope and rob I left a stain off in Carol City My last name should be Carol City Used to sell dope just to feed the fam Max box jumping with the kilograms I feel your pain if you from Carol City My last name should be Carol City Fake niggas found face down in abandoned buildings Picture pennies, fair cases get you A lengthy sentence Niggas snitching, bitches switching is what I seen the most Three 0-5, but Carol City got the cleanest coke Match box, projects, I gave my point of view Bomb man, two lieutenant I was appointed to 60 thousand in nickle rocks outside the silver fox Duval County to Virginia , my pockets 'bout to pop Move 'em hoe, mind your business, therefore nobody told And when they did they come and get you, seen you up the road We met his kids fishing on the bridge Ten years later, bumped into him, he threw me a brick Word to the pusher, nigga never kept a job Boobie gave me game We used to sell dope and rob I left a stain off in Carol City My last name should be Carol City Used to sell dope just to feed the fam Max box jumping with the kilograms I feel your pain if you from Carol City My last name should be Carol City Walking home from school, always was quick to jump a nigga Third day on school, they knew I was a thumper nigga My lil hitta doing 4 he caught a gun charge Rolling bumpkin backwoods they outta bush park Position yourself, it's timing that's coming to the end Caught him slippin', at Simons he tried to get a fit' It's either Or baby boy, you can meet the lord I pray we meet again, maybe we be on one accord Walking through the flea market Bouncing like I hit a lick Going open, the record label just to go legit Had to car cash on 27th was a pastime Pay for 60 keys, all at once just like the last time Word to the pusher, nigga never kept a job Boobie gave me game We used to sell dope and rob I left a stain off in Carol City My last name should be Carol City Used to sell dope just to feed the fam Max box jumping with the kilograms I feel your pain if you from Carol City My last name should be Carol City
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Written by: WILLIAM ROBERTS
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