Rich Is Gangsta chords and lyrics - RICK ROSS

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[Verse 1]
[C]If you don't know
I'm finna break it down
I [Em]just

[Verse 2]
[D]upped my stock[C], fuck them cops
If you love hip- hop bust them shots
Your man priceless, if your man's loyal
Better give that man a raise
your end [G]up [Em]paying [D]for it
If you [C]cut it, call it Jam Master Jay
No Adidas but I rock a brick a day
Talk about the jewels outta nigga reach
Nigga please,
so I [G]came back with a bigger piece
[Em]You stil[D]l smok[C]in' weed on
your car chase
I'm pullin' off the car lot
screaming: "God's great!"
Before the crib you gotta clear
the guard's gate
Elevators like Frank's on Scarface
[Em]New [D]Pres[C]idential had that pauvre
Like a G, I gave the Cartier to Wale
Then I gave Meek Mill a Range Rover
Told Warner Brothers that
the game's over

[Verse 3]
For me to move [C]forward
from here on I need 50
I ain't talking 50 Cent neither nigga,
[Em]haha[D]
[C]I came back a rich nigga

[Verse 4]
[C]
Young mogul, Bo Jackson,
I'm a switch hitter
They want me face down
on the pavement
Gang members claiming I need
to make [Em]a payment
[D]It's hard for[C] a young black executive
Can't you see we're
all fucking relatives
Relatively easy we can go to war
Fuck it, we can go [Em]to war
[G]Chasing [D]me a [C]hundred million,
that's inshallah
Fresh up out the Feds system,
welcome home Jabar
I watch him pray five times a day, nigga
Same one that used to move
the yay [G]nigga
[Em]AK's[D] in [C]his heyday, nigga
Benz coupe, wood frames, low fade, nigga
Got the cubans, got the boats,
got the zoes, nigga
Cocaine worth much [G]more than gold, [C]nigga
So what's your goals, nigga?
All my shit went gold, [Em]nigga[D]
[C]I remember smoking mid

[Verse 5]
grade
Till I went and got my shit
straight
I'm spittin' like this bitch a mixtape
Till they seen a Ghost with
a temp [Em]plate[G]
[C]Sitting in the trap blowing thick smoke
Traffic in my dope, with a thick ho
Feds tore apart the squad, nigga
[G]That's why I had to [Em]play my part, nigga
[D]That [C]wasn't me, it was a job, nigga
It gets deeper, that was just a start,
nigga
Screaming in my sleep,
I know Lord hear me
Death to you fuckboys, on my
4th Bentley
[Em][D]

[Verse 6]
[C]Gangsta, nigga
Rich is gangsta, nigga
This is gangsta, nigga
Yeah, [G]rich is gangsta, [Em]nigga[C]
You know where we came from
Look [D]where we [Em]at[D]

[Outro 1]
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