Officer Ricky (Go Head, Try Me) (Rick Ross Diss) lyrics

by

50 Cent


[Intro]
You think you know me? (Officer Ricky)
n*gga, You don't know me! (Officer Ricky)
50... ayo! C-O!

[Verse 1]
I put a razor thru ya face, I put a nine on my waist
I c*ck the shotty just in case, I pump nothin' but bass
I put a pint of blood in the whip, a pint of blood on the ground
Bullets, bullets get to ricochetin bouncing all around
That body all case cold I got her white wit it
If they ask me I think n*ggas from basely did it
I'm a southside n*gga, we take on all comers
The first shot pop, we get to warrin all summer
These n*ggas ain't hard I get on em on some different sh*t
Different strap, different clip, I blow the door off your whip
The cop f*ck wit fox, suck the c*nt on a bimbo
Faggot must've thought he knock me out like Kimbo
With gondorea lips, his breath stronger than endo
Fat f*ck playing Wii Fit Nintendo
Have another tattoo, here's another tattoo
Run into my goons soon, have new bullet wounds
Officer Rickyyyy, radio for backup
See ya ass anywhere you know I'm gon act up
You want play with me, when I don't want play?
Have my n*ggas whip the skin off your ass in broad day
Screaming boss, n*gga you ain't a boss
pus*y n*gga ya lost , listen officer Ross
I tell you straight suck a di*k
You tryna come with subliminals
Cuz your ass the police
My n*ggas is criminals
It's like every other word out your mouth bout a bird
Like you sling cocaine, this sh*t is absurd
You's a rapper, you's a motherf*ckin rapper
It's a wrap, your career is f*ckin wrapped up
[Chorus]
My enemy's enemies are my friends
And my semis they like Siamese twins
See em up close, you won't see sh*t again
Like every fairytale, boy your life has to end
Try me, get blown away way way
Go 'head try me, get blown away way way
Try me get blown away way way
Go head try me, get blown away way way

[Verse 2]
(We the best!)
Yeah, you the best, you the c*cksucking best
Go 'head faggot, deep throat it, feel it in your chest
I'm not friendly, I'm anti-social
Go 'head try me, I'll be f*cking ya up, like I'm supposed to
You say I'm violent, now why you say I'm violent?
The mac got a muffler, make a loud mouth silent
Now Me, I'm kinda sensitive, So watch the way u talk to me
Ya better off shootin me, or tryna put the hawk to me
The beef ain't sh*t to me, cuz now I got the wolves out
That fo-fo pull around, that tre pound bulls out
I do it for the moula, boo-ya, bullseye
Pop ya f*ckin noodles, deputy do die
Many men wish death, many men "oh doe"
I make many millions, f*ck wit me, that's a "no no"
This is motion picture sh*t, there's no director to cast me
The D's, I plead the 5th on every question they ask me
[Chorus]
My enemy's enemies are my friends
And my semis they like Siamese twins
See em up close, you won't see sh*t again
Like every fairytale, boy your life has to end
Try me, get blown away way way
Go head try me get blown away way way
Try me, get blown away way way
Go head try me get blown away way way

[Verse 3]
n*gga I bleed blue, I swear I bleed blue
You thinkin I'm a crip, I'll motherf*ckin trip
The cool-out blood, maybe I'm all blood
Find out what a n*gga bout when you catch a slug
Maybe I'm maniac, maybe I'm crazy
Maybe I'm exactly what my f*cking hood made me
Maybe I'mma do 25 years for murder
Maybe cuz it's clear I'm the clip inserter
I done lost my best friend, he died of cancer
Call me a cheetah, I attack like a panther
It's teflon vinyl on my drop-top phantom
Bulletproof windows, and a stash for the cannon
n*gga if you cross me, you gon' have to off me
I just keep going no matter where they lost me
You know I'm like a time bomb- bomb steady tickin
You know what's coming next, once n*gga slap the clip in
Oh yeah
[Chorus]
My enemy's enemies are my friends
And my semis they like Siamese twins
See em up close, you won't see sh*t again
Like every fairytale, boy your life has to end
Try me get blown away way way
Go head try me get blown away way way
Try me get blown away way way
Go head try me get blown away way way

[Outro]
Yeah
This n*gga's a appetizer
Where ya at Wayne?
You the full course meal Wayne
You awfully quiet
You call Em out, but now I'm out
I got my vultures out
You gotta get pass me to get Em,,
I'm the baby over here
I'm the smallest n*gga in my clique
Shady, After-motherf*cking-math n*gga
3 headed monster, 50, Em, Dre
f*ck with it if you wanna n*gga
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