Quarter Brick - Da Great Ape, Rick Ross

to the rules of the shit

That’s why I

(Say, I fuck with you nigga, yeah)

Out here trapping out this house, praying that I don’t get caught

Pyrex whole nine in the vault

beating on the door-door, begging for the drop

Having prices for the low-low, yeah you can shop

Hell nah I’m not a rookie, cut a cookie with a razor blade

Sliding through the city with a chauffeur in an Escalade

Niggas robbin', niggas killin', niggas slangin' 'round here

Neighborhood blue, niggas bangin' 'round here

I’m having cheese ho and a quarter brick to blow

You want beef bro, I’ma send the killers to your door

Blowing weed smoke, smoking 'xotic by the boat

Hundred P’s, we got prices for the low

I’m having cheese ho and a quarter brick to blow

You want beef bro, I’ma send the killers to your door

Blowing weed smoke, smoking 'xotic by the boat

Hundred P’s, we got prices for the low

It’s the biggest in the game man

It’s the richest

Young nigga whipping I got nine lives

I might pull up in the 59 like it’s '95

Bad bitches giving high fives from the sidelines

Stacking money to the line, watching crime rise

Say my name and my niggas come, never seen a killer run

Got a kilo on the seat, know she wanna get a bump

Dope boys let the speaker thump, smoking Swisher Sweets and runts

Homie did the for me, didn’t get to speak for months

But he got the Benzo your kinfolk, but we never cap a lot

You gotta keep it ten toes, blood all on a nigga’s socks

The money and extendo in the red bottom box

Shorty let that ass bounce, smoking this my last ounce

hundreds on the floor, 'til she pass out

Grinding 'til they free my dog, let them crackers build a wall

Do this for the dope boys 'til the day they kill us all

(Maybach Music)

I’m having cheese ho and a quarter brick to blow

You want beef bro, I’ma send the killers to your door

Blowing weed smoke, smoking 'xotic by the boat

Hundred P’s, we got prices for the low (It's the biggest)

I’m having cheese ho and a quarter brick to blow

You want beef bro, I’ma send the killers to your door

Blowing weed smoke, smoking 'xotic by the boat

Hundred P’s, we got prices for the low

in the kitchen with a four

I’ma ball like NBA court side with the

Plug dropped off a pack

Got me playing with a sack, run it back like Marshall Faulk

We got straps with extendos ready for the drama

Playing games like Nintendo, we kidnap your momma

Niggas stay talking bullshit

Catch you pillow talking, shoot you in the mouth

Cheese ho and a quarter brick to blow

You want beef bro, I’ma send the killers to your door

Blowing weed smoke, smoking 'xotic by the boat

Hundred P’s, we got prices for the low

I’m having cheese ho and a quarter brick to blow

You want beef bro, I’ma send the killers to your door

Blowing weed smoke, smoking 'xotic by the boat

Hundred P’s, we got prices for the low