Officer Rick Go Ahead Try Me (Rick Ross Diss)

Curtis J. Jackson

Intro:
You think you know me (Officer Ricky)
Nigga, you don't know me (Officer Ricky)
50, eyy yo, C.O
(yoo)

Verse 1:
I put a razor thru yo face, I put a nine on my waist
I cocked the shotty just incase I bump nothin but bass
I put a pint a blood in ya whip a pint of blood on the ground
Bullets bullets get to ricochet, bouncin all around
That body old case cold I got a white wit it
If they asked me I think niggas from basely did it
I'm a southside nigga we take on all comers and first shot pop, get to warring all summer
These niggas ain't hard, I get at em on some different shit
Different strap, different clip, I'll blow the door off ya whip?
Fagget must have thought he knocked me out like kimbo
With gonorrhea lips his breath strong than indo, fat fuck playing wii fit Nintendo
Have another tattoo, heres another tattoo
Run into my goons soon, have new bullet wounds
Officer ricky radio for back-up, see yo ass anyway you know i'm gon act up
U wan play wit me when I don't wan to play, have my niggas whoop the skin off yo ass in broad day
Screamin boss, nigga you ain't a boss
Pussy nigga you lost listen officer Ross, tell you striaght suck a dick
Tryna come subliminal, cause yo ass the police, my niggas is criminals
Like everyother word out yo mouth is bout a verb
That you sling cocaine that shit is absurd
Youz a rapper, youz a motherfuckin rapper
Its a rap, your careers fuckin rapped up

Chorus:
My enemies, enemies are my friends
And my semi's they like siamese twins
See em up close you won't see shit again
Like every fairytale boy ya life has the end
Tryna get blown a way way way go head
Tryna get blown a way way way
Tryna get blown a way way way go head
Tryna get blown a way way way

Verse 2:
(WE THE BEST!)
Yeah you're the best, you're the cocksuckin best
Go ahead fagget, deep throat it, feel it in yo chest
I'm not friendly I'm anti-social, go ahead try me I'll be fuckin ya up like i'm s'posed ta
Ya said i'm violent, now why ya say i'm violent
The mack got a muffler make a loud mouth silent
Now me im kinda sensitive so watch the way ya talk to me
Better off shooting me, or tryna ta put the hawk ta me
The beef aint shit to me cause now i got the wolves out
That fo fo cold around, that tre pound bullseye
I do it fo the moola, Booyah, bullseye, pop ya fuckn noodles dippide doo dahh
Many men wish death, many men know tho (yeah)
I make many millions, fuck with me thats a no no
This is a motion picture shit, theres no director to cast me
The d's I plead the fifth on every question they ask me

Chorus:
My enemies, enemies are my friends
And my semi's they like siamese twins
See em up close you won't see shit again
Like every fairytale boy ya life has the end
Tryna get blown a way way way go head
Tryna get blown a way way way
Tryna get blown a way way way go head
Tryna get blown a way way way

Verse3:
Nigga, I bleed blue, I swear I bleed blue
For thinkin I'm a crip, I'll muthafuckin trip
Cool out blood, maybe i'm all blood
Find out what a nigga bout when you catch a slug
Maybe i'm a maniac, maybe i'm crazy
Maybe i'm exactly what my fuckin hood made me
Maybe imma do 25 years for murda, maybe cause its clear im the clip inserta
I dun lost my bestfriend he died of cancer
Call me a cheetah, I attack like a panther
Teflon vinal in my droptop phantom, bulletproof windows and a stash for the cannon
Nigga if you cross me, you gon have to off me
I just keep going no matta what it costs me
You know i'm like a time bomb, bomb steady tickin
You know whats coming next once the nigga slap the clip in

Chorus:
My enemies, enemies are my friends
And my semi's they like siamese twins
See em up close you won't see shit again
Like every fairytale boy ya life has the end
Tryna get blown a way way way go head
Tryna get blown a way way way
Tryna get blown a way way way go head
Tryna get blown a way way way

Talking:
Yeah, this niggas appetizer
Where you at Wayne?
You the full course meal Wayne
You awfully quiet, we called em out, well now im out, I got my?
You gotta get past me to get to him, I'm the baby over here
I'm the smallest nigga in my clique, shady aftamuthafuckin math nigga
3 at the most, 50, Em, Dre
Fuck wit it if you want it nigga, Thisis50.com

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