[into]You wont believe what Tia told me (you ain't gonnabelieve this shit nigga)Your fucking career its ova homie (your done its a rapnigga)Officer Riiiiiicccckkyyyyyyyyy[verse1]I'm back baby, I'm back, back on my bullshitI'm back moving around strapped wit a full clip.These rap niggas they back talkin that back talk.I stab a hole in ya fat back wit the black hawk.Who got ya back now ricky, huh who got ya back?I got the black on black louie sack filled up wit thestraps.Navy blue cts leanin in lac way back I mean waaayyyback.Back in the day, it was ok to fuck wit menow you say the wrong shit niggas hit you up for me.Well hey, let me tell you what ya baby told me.You ain't got a street bone in ya whole body.Ya not (umm) who you think you are.Wit ya gun and ya badge you thing you hard.Actin like you movin blow in the streets.Nigga where I'm from you got to hustle to eat and youthe police.[chorus]You wont believe what Tia told me.Your fucking career its ova homie.Officer Riiiiccccyyyyyyyyyyy. OfficerRicccccckkkkyyyyyyy.[verse2]Shut the fuck up.We don't wanna hear ya mafia tough talk.That fake fuck bullshit don't fly in New York.You wanna listen to Joe, you wanna listen to Khaled.Fine, I'll just fuck everybody up while I'm at it.First, its we the best.Then its we depressed.After this shit drop you like damn we stressed.We a mess, he not the nigga to testIts ninty degress out here we gotta wear a vest.Call me crazy, go head call me crazy.Me and ya baby momma gone get intimate maybe.Imagine how she felt when she seen how I live.When I use a intercom to find niggas in my crib.AYE, I'm the biggest boss thus far.My money comin in the mornin so I'm up wit Russ Par.Early in the mornin turn ya radio on 50 bout to comeYou missing it yall.ChorusYou wont believe what Tia told me (Man, you ain't gonnabelieve this shit)Your fucking career its ova homie (Your done Rick)Officer Riiiiccccyyyyyyyyyyy. OfficerRicccccckkkkyyyyyyy. (Awww man)[talking]I just feel like I'm showin off now.I mean I'm rich man.I have disposable cash.I be hangin out wit Russell. We do yoga... (umm)Torelax.You know I have a temper problem.You know, I talked to LA Reid...I said awwwwwwwww man.LA, I mean Rick Ross is finished.I mean imma have to help out wit something ova therebecause I'm disposin of him. (ummm)But ah, it will be fine. We'll work it out.Ya know...Its just politics. Ha haChorusYou wont believe what Tia told me (you wont believeYour fucking career its ova homie. (Tia's Diary)Officer Riiiiccccyyyyyyyyyyy.(Its deeper than rap,March 24) Officer Ricccccckkkkyyyyyyy.SHUT THE FUCK UP!!!!!
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[into]
You wont believe what Tia told me (you ain't gonna
believe this shit nigga)
Your fucking career its ova homie (your done its a rap
nigga)
Officer Riiiiiicccckkyyyyyyyyy
[verse1]
I'm back baby, I'm back, back on my bullshit
I'm back moving around strapped wit a full clip.
These rap niggas they back talkin that back talk.
I stab a hole in ya fat back wit the black hawk.
Who got ya back now ricky, huh who got ya back?
I got the black on black louie sack filled up wit the
straps.
Navy blue cts leanin in lac way back I mean waaayyy
back.
Back in the day, it was ok to fuck wit me
now you say the wrong shit niggas hit you up for me.
Well hey, let me tell you what ya baby told me.
You ain't got a street bone in ya whole body.
Ya not (umm) who you think you are.
Wit ya gun and ya badge you thing you hard.
Actin like you movin blow in the streets.
Nigga where I'm from you got to hustle to eat and you
the police.
[chorus]
You wont believe what Tia told me.
Your fucking career its ova homie.
Officer Riiiiccccyyyyyyyyyyy. Officer
Ricccccckkkkyyyyyyy.
[verse2]
Shut the fuck up.
We don't wanna hear ya mafia tough talk.
That fake fuck bullshit don't fly in New York.
You wanna listen to Joe, you wanna listen to Khaled.
Fine, I'll just fuck everybody up while I'm at it.
First, its we the best.
Then its we depressed.
After this shit drop you like damn we stressed.
We a mess, he not the nigga to test
Its ninty degress out here we gotta wear a vest.
Call me crazy, go head call me crazy.
Me and ya baby momma gone get intimate maybe.
Imagine how she felt when she seen how I live.
When I use a intercom to find niggas in my crib.
AYE, I'm the biggest boss thus far.
My money comin in the mornin so I'm up wit Russ Par.
Early in the mornin turn ya radio on 50 bout to come
You missing it yall.
Chorus
You wont believe what Tia told me (Man, you ain't gonna
believe this shit)
Your fucking career its ova homie (Your done Rick)
Officer Riiiiccccyyyyyyyyyyy. Officer
Ricccccckkkkyyyyyyy. (Awww man)
[talking]
I just feel like I'm showin off now.
I mean I'm rich man.
I have disposable cash.
I be hangin out wit Russell. We do yoga... (umm)To
relax.
You know I have a temper problem.
You know, I talked to LA Reid...
I said awwwwwwwww man.
LA, I mean Rick Ross is finished.
I mean imma have to help out wit something ova there
because I'm disposin of him. (ummm)
But ah, it will be fine. We'll work it out.
Ya know...Its just politics. Ha ha
Chorus
You wont believe what Tia told me (you wont believe
Your fucking career its ova homie. (Tia's Diary)
Officer Riiiiccccyyyyyyyyyyy.(Its deeper than rap,
March 24) Officer Ricccccckkkkyyyyyyy.
SHUT THE FUCK UP!!!!!
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