(feat. Raekwon)
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[Intro: Raekwon]
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Yeah, this your brother Raekwon right here
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Roset special, what up?
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Fourth floor, no doubt, corridor, it's filled with all kinda whores
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(Maybach Music)
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[Chorus: Rick Ross]
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So addictive, so addictive
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I'm addicted to V-12 Benzes
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The rush of audio meth it comes instant
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Every breath I take I pay inches
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So addictive, so addictive
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I'm addicted, canary yellow diamonds
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Chinese AK's that shoot silent
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Most gangstas choose to die violent
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[Raekwon]
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Diamond up Eagle G, diesel weed slinging needles
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Heroin drawer from my cerebral
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Paint artist, lace you and started, and tarnish everything on you
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Take you out your jewels, now undress
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New York savages, hunt scavenges
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Son, get his address, macking a Jag, the nigga asked for this
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Play low, my killas, they say go
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Catch him in snake mode, bite him, then jump in a gray boat
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Dope verse fresh in the blow store, coming out heat first
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So when we meet, it's a deep thirst
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Winners take winners, we invest
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Keep it on the up and up, just like Khaled, we the best, nigga
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[Chorus]
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[Rick Ross]
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The Maybach parallel, see this caramel
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Fly as Aramel, Killa Beez parasail
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The luger black, the brick white
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The boy brown, good night
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Coupe red, streets dark
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Scare snakes out the grass when the trees spark
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Backwoods, no white boys
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Moving white better look out for them white boys
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Got a white Beemer, got a white six
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White man's will to suck a big black dick
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Got a nigga down the street down to murder something
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Couldn't have nothing, shit now he work or something
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[Chorus 2X]
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Audio Meth
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Rick Ross |