Artist: Rick Ross f/ Dr. Dre, Jay-Z Album: God Forgives, I Don't Song: 3 Kings Typed by: Gemini_20502K@Yahoo.com [Intro: Dr. Dre] Yeah! Classic hip hop shit! Dr. D-R-E!!! Rozay and Jay! Let's get 'em! [Verse One: Dr. Dre] We started out moppin floors, and now we front row at the awards Another one for the last twenty years If you real motherfucker scream cheers!!! Motherfucker scream cheers!!! Yeah, and it is what it is He wanted to shine at the swap meet 'Til them white boys got him on that hot seat Only love it when her hair long You should listen to this beat through my headphones Money long number one twenty years strong Fuck a gym I am him Andre Young G5's to six fo's, Dre got em! If the bitch bad I got her in red bottoms Great weed, nice homes, bread proper Tech nine, one chamber, top shotta Bentley Coupe, new yacht, my helicopter Born broke, real nigga +Straight Outta Compton+ The fuck you magazine niggas want from me?!! I rewrote the game nigga now talk money! All black on my Al Capone shit I built the house nigga get your own shit I only love it when her hair long You should listen to this beat through my headphones [Interlude: Rick Ross] See y'all niggas, hit the switches on that shit one time HUH! Let the top down [Verse Two: Rick Ross] I came a long way from the weed game Twenty stacks seats at the Heat game (WOO!) And I'm still strapped with the heat mayne (HUH!) Can't be steppin on a nigga feet mayne (HA!) Ev'ry pair of sneakers came from the d game Cousin was a crip, said it was a c thang Brown bag money in a duffle bag Fuck 'em all weigh a mill we gotta double back The homey whippin chickens in his mama kitchen On a mission said he did it for his son's tuition (HUH!) Real niggas dreams come into fruition Stumblin but I never fall leanin on my pistol (WOO!) I only love her when that ass fat We should listen to this track in my maybach (*M-M-M-Maybach Music!) I'm just tryin to be a billionaire Come and suck a dick for a millionaire HUH! [Interlude: Jay-Z] UH! It's just different, I know it feel different [Verse Three: Jay-Z] Uh! I only love her if her eyes brown Play this shit while you play around with my crown King H-O y'all should know by now If you don't know UH! Millions on the wall in all my rooms Niggas couldn't fuck with my daughter's room Niggas couldn't walk in my daughter's socks Bank see bitches Basciat I ran through that buck fifty Live Nation funded me They workin on another deal they talkin TWO HUNDRED FIFTY!!! I'm holdin out for three Two seventy five and I just might agree Ex d boy used to park my beamer Now look at me I could park in my own arena I only love her if her weave knew I'm still a hood nigga what you want me to do Been hoppin out the B.M. with your BM Takin her places you can't go with your per diem Screamin carpe diem until I'm a dead poet Robin Williams shit, I deserve a Golden Globe bitch! I take a Ace in the meanwhile You ain't gotta keep this Khaled it's just a freestyle Fuck rap money I made more off crates Fuck show money I spent that on drapes Close the curtains fuck boy out my face! I whip the coke let the lawyer beat the case Murder was the case that they gave me I killed the Hermes store somebody save me Stuntin to the Max, like, wavy.....OH SHIT!!!! Oh! Stuntin to the Max I'm so wavy Used to shop in TJ Maxx back in '83 [Outro: Jay-Z] I don't even know if it was open then, I ain't know Oprah then Had the XL80 bike, loud motor they be like Damn when I'm comin through rammmmmmmmmmmmmmm!!!!! Had a grill in '88, y'all niggas is late You got all that right? UH! I love this shit like my own daughter And spray these niggas baby just like daddy taught ya Young! It's just different!