What a shame, what a shame
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Shame on a nigga who tried to run game on a nigga
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This is it, boy
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Stacking money to the sky, getting rich, haaaan
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Stacking bricks to the sky, this is it, haaaan
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When my dogs getting high getting rich, haaaan
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And a nigga rich, haaaan
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Shame on a nigga who tried to run game on a nigga
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Pull a pistol, bang on a nigga
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Beamer on the Boulevard, everybody know it's me
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Bordeaux Polo, smoke eternal weed
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No room for nonsense, you under new ownership
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Pulling niggas' cards, giving shooters bonuses
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Fuck the rumors, now I'm standing in a room with ya
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Face, gut, buck 50, got two pistols
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We the knights of the templar
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Born dopeboy, oh, I should've been [?]
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Def Jam see me as a threat now
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Hundred mill, any less is a let down
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This is it, boy
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Stacking money to the sky, getting rich, haaaan
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Stacking bricks to the sky, this is it, haaaan
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When my dogs getting high getting rich, haaaan
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And a nigga rich, haaaan
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Full magazine, bitch, shoot for the stars
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Snatch a nigga chain just for posing on the blog
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Assassinate a name, nigga spraying in the dark
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Hate you with a passion, but he asking for a job
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Shame on a nigga who tried to run game on a nigga
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Pull a pistol, bang on a nigga
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Getting money while them other boys bitter
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I'm an artist and my niggas are the realest
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What a shamme pussy niggas wear glitter
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Put to sleep by the pillowcase killer
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Black Benz, black weed, black bottle, nigga
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Rich, dirty niggas still mobbing, nigga
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This is it, boy
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Stacking money to the sky, getting rich, haaaan
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Stacking bricks to the sky, this is it, haaaan
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When my dogs getting high getting rich, haaaan
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And a nigga rich, haaaan
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What A Shame
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| Rick Ross |
