Biografía:
Rick Ross (nacido como William Roberts en Carol City, Florida en 1977) es un rapero afroamericano del norte de Miami en el Condado de Miami-Dade.
Su primera aparición musical oficial fue en el single "Told Y'all" de Trina ya por 2002. Firmó por Slip-N-Slide Records, que desde 2005 esta distribuido bajo Def Jam Records.
Su segundo álbum salió a la venta a principios del 2008, con la ayuda de los productores Cool & Dre y con colaboraciones de gente como T-Pain
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¡Cuatro años de duro trabajo!Este mes de mayo cumplimos cuatro años al aire. Seguimos trabajando en la difusión de este maravilloso instrumento, ¡gracias por participar en nuestra historia!
First tab, hope it sound good to you !
Intro :
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If they wanna go to war, well let's take 'em to war
Chords :
[Hook]
G
You niggas gon' feel this
Em
La la, la la, la la
G
You niggas gon' feel this
Em
La la, la la, la la
Am
You fucking with the trillest
D
La la, la la, la la
G
You niggas gon' feel this
Em
La la, la la, la la
[Verse 1]
G
Fuck niggas always get this shit bad
Em
Best friend wanna stab you in the back
G
Ridin' round town, sellin' whip weight
Em
Gotta keep going til I get straight
Am
Last night they pulled another body out the lake
D
We got some zombies out here wanna eat a nigga face
G
Gotta stay real nigga, can't fake
Em
Niggas got beef with a straight face
G
Can't have no stick, no extendo
Em
Nigga want to go to war, holla 10-4
G
Baby mama fuckin niggas strappin' up the street
Em
Blow you seein', all the traffic breakin' down a ki
Am
If you got a pistol, better hold it up nigga
D
And you better keep it with you for these fuck niggas
G
Say you wanna kilo, gotta pay tax
Em
Nigga kill P-Nut, here come the pay back
[Hook]
[Verse 2]
I'm lookin' in your eyes, and it's all fake
Niggas in the prison, killin' over corn flakes
Time to get a new Benz, but I'm gon' wait
'Til the feds give my dawg his new release date
Young mogul, but a nigga came from the mud
Say a prayer, pray my son will never be a thug
Came up with a plan nigga, I'm a mastermind
Richest nigga in the hood, I ain't hard to find
Swear to god, on 'em all, nigga self made
And I got a lotta bitches cause I'm well paid
Lord take it, I'm sure to show my war wounds
Gave a million to my dawgs like it's dog food
Real niggas known to do the real thing
Standing on 15th , 'bout 15
AR-15 come and get me
And I know my real niggas gon' miss me
Intro :
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!---------------------------------0-2-3--3-2-0----------------------|
!-0-2-3---3-2-0--0-2-3---3-2-0------------------0-2-3---3-2-0-------|
If they wanna go to war, well let's take 'em to war
Chords :
[Hook]
G
You niggas gon' feel this
Em
La la, la la, la la
G
You niggas gon' feel this
Em
La la, la la, la la
Am
You fucking with the trillest
D
La la, la la, la la
G
You niggas gon' feel this
Em
La la, la la, la la
[Verse 1]
G
Fuck niggas always get this shit bad
Em
Best friend wanna stab you in the back
G
Ridin' round town, sellin' whip weight
Em
Gotta keep going til I get straight
Am
Last night they pulled another body out the lake
D
We got some zombies out here wanna eat a nigga face
G
Gotta stay real nigga, can't fake
Em
Niggas got beef with a straight face
G
Can't have no stick, no extendo
Em
Nigga want to go to war, holla 10-4
G
Baby mama fuckin niggas strappin' up the street
Em
Blow you seein', all the traffic breakin' down a ki
Am
If you got a pistol, better hold it up nigga
D
And you better keep it with you for these fuck niggas
G
Say you wanna kilo, gotta pay tax
Em
Nigga kill P-Nut, here come the pay back
[Hook]
[Verse 2]
I'm lookin' in your eyes, and it's all fake
Niggas in the prison, killin' over corn flakes
Time to get a new Benz, but I'm gon' wait
'Til the feds give my dawg his new release date
Young mogul, but a nigga came from the mud
Say a prayer, pray my son will never be a thug
Came up with a plan nigga, I'm a mastermind
Richest nigga in the hood, I ain't hard to find
Swear to god, on 'em all, nigga self made
And I got a lotta bitches cause I'm well paid
Lord take it, I'm sure to show my war wounds
Gave a million to my dawgs like it's dog food
Real niggas known to do the real thing
Standing on 15th , 'bout 15
AR-15 come and get me
And I know my real niggas gon' miss me
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