[Intro: Rick Ross]
You know we got em

45s, machine guns, heavy artillery
We got those grenades on your $$#, ^!$$%
Boss. Black Wall Street

I'm in that bulletproof Maybach ^!$$% (Teflon Don)
[Verse 1: Rick Ross]
^!$$% talking like a G but walking like a broad

I pull up at the light, pineapple in your car
^!$$% I shatter lives, my music camouflage
I court killers at the center of my synagogue

Torch in hand, extortion to the Fortune 500
From the porches to the Porsches with the wides on it
‘Fore you snitches (*##$, you better put your lives on it

Get you twisted by the [?] with them wires on it
I get my money smoking spliffs like it's Friday
I'm sitting sideways like I'm in my driveway

My champagne kicks, my %#@! 3 wheels
You ^!$$%s six feet, we gettin 3 meals
[Hook:]

They got jumped
45s, machine guns, and heavy artillery


[Verse 2: Game]
Yeah I got 2 gun charges, 2 felonies, just got off probation
Today mother$#&@er, won't budge for no charge

Real ^!$$%, I hold no grudge with no thugs
Come through spraying, bullets out the McLaaren
They ain't meant for you, move (*##$, you hard of hearing?

I speed off doing 90 with Tha Carter blaring
Bust shots in the Cavalier like I ball with Baron
Yeah I Blake Griff ^!$$%s, make stiff ^!$$%s

Eminem wasn't Dr. Dre's only sick ^!$$%
Insane in the membrane like Soul $$#assins
12 gauge stop a ^!$$% heart like a bowl of Aspirin

I hold automatics, let your man hold the casket
Murder game cold as Aspen, body found in the trash bin
First 48, they don't find me, case closed

Like a rehabilitation spot in Bobby Brown nose
Take em back to Boyz in da Hood when I pull the pump out
Something like C-Murder on Worldstar when I dump out

[Hook]
[Verse 3: Beanie Siegel]
Ain't nothing changed but them bullets in my clip

I still pull it, still bully ^!$$%s on the strip
Beef, I cook it fully with the fifth
And I ain't got no pets, I put a bullet in ya (*##$

A ^!$$% with a gun in his hand who won't bust it?
Like a (*##$ with a dick in her hand who won't suck it
This is the art of war, you ^!$$%s just drawing

Anything I target on is dearly departed, gone
Drive by or walk up on -
I just stop, breathe, aim @@#! squeeze

[?] on the Glock, infrared beam
Put your block up on machines while the !@#( run and scream