Ross had a lot to say about Banks till the diss dropped. He only got the courage to start taking shots at Banks again recently
Rick Ross - Champagne Moments (Drake Diss) *Premiering Now* (Birdman responds “I Got Ur Back Drake, Suprise Party”)
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I'm from the 914 and will rep it till the day I die. I've also been all over this country called the United States. other posters can vouch for that with the knowledge I drop.
U get your ass beat and your chain took your fukkin hoe. IDC where you from breh. If you respect that; you the minority in any street worldwide.
I've never tucked shyt a day in my lyfe. I've banged out over a leather jacket you got me fukked up.
Turk
Young, Gifted, and Black
All Rick Ross really did was call Drake a white boy. I don't get the hype in this thread for this song. I respect how fast Rick Ross responded though. Same day, literally. Between the Kdot diss, Drake's response, and now this, this is the most excitement hip hop has had in a while.
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hugnhhhhh
wyte boi
Dear fukk“Ya flow copy and paste, Weezy gave you the juice. Another white boy at the park that wanna hang with the crew”
fukk that queer...
Figaro
Superstar
Beat is hard, diss song was cool....didn't really say anything piercing but sounded like a talk down to a boy that disrespected.
I like some of Ross music & not really a fan of Drake or K Dot like that but I'm glad they bringing the competitive side of rap back in to the game.
BUT i do wish these disses had more aggression to them like Kendricks.
I like some of Ross music & not really a fan of Drake or K Dot like that but I'm glad they bringing the competitive side of rap back in to the game.
BUT i do wish these disses had more aggression to them like Kendricks.
Always thought color money was a Drake sub
King Karim
All Star
gettiin jumped don't make you a HOE LOL...Everybody gonna get lumped up at least once, esp if u really active in any kind of way
King Karim
All Star
Banks is the help...noobody concerned with him
Animal House
Superstar
Officer Rickey caught a body
getting jumped as a teenager is acceptable. Gunplay was signed to MMG and twisting his fingers as a grown man when that disrespect occurred.
[Intro: Jessica Gomes]
Maybach Music
[Verse 1: Rick Ross]
Fish tanks and marble floors, livin' big and bad
nikkas laugh until they hit with my official jab
Crack smoke is the exhaust from my pen and pad
Ghostwriters, they get to floss what you could’ve had
Record label takin' a loss, are you in your bag?
You a worker wantin' to chart, don’t make me laugh
Get to mine, tell by my watch, this a different time
Livin' fine, I'm gettin' high as your shyt decline
Who believes he movin' keys in his Louie Vs?
Run up on you and snatch your chain, watch you bytches bleed
Feel the pain and just describe when you really ride
Either you nikkas gettin' money or ready to die
B-I-G, give a fukk if you Chi-Ali
You got it and you keep it tucked if you be by me
Do the job, better known as the Charles Schwab
Double Rs spread through the yard, and I swear to God
[Chorus: Rick Ross]
Pop a Perc for the 'ville, go and count me a mil
Kill you nikkas for free, do it all for the thrill
nikkas leakin' they records when we speakin’ directly
If we keepin’ it gangsta, when you see me you check me
White boy, I see you
I see you, yeah, check
https://stubhub.prf.hn/click/camref.../destination:https://www.stubhub.com/_C-21645
https://genius.com/Drake-push-ups-drop-and-give-me-fifty-lyrics
[Verse 2: Rick Ross]
Gettin' bullied, don’t walk up on me 'cause the clip is fully
nikkas p*ssy, don't want to push me, I'm like, "Really, would he?"
Like his moves, but he never had to fight in school
Always ran, another nikka had to write your grooves
Flow is copy-and-paste, Weezy gave you the juice
Another white boy at the park wanna hang with the crew
Pulitzer Prize winner switchin’ up like dyed denim
Get incentives for all the killings while we ride rentals
Look me right in my face, he beginning to shake
Told you nikkas "Stay schemin'", I predicted my fate
Got more money than you, fukk you want me to say?
Fifty mil for the crib, where you want me to stay?
I can shoot up the block, I got pictures to paint
Let you DM my hoe, but got bytches you can't
Let you get on my songs, it was good for your face
Now bytch nikka, it's on, ain't no room for debate
[Chorus: Rick Ross]
Pop a perc for the 'ville, go and count me a mil
Kill you nikkas for free, do it all for the thrill
nikkas leakin' they records when we speakin' directly
If we keepin' it gangsta, when you see me you check me
[Outro: Rick Ross, Jessica Gomes & Drake]
By the way, I got a lot of respect for a lot of rappers, but I got one guy, he's my favorite person to rap with on any song, his name is Rick Ross
Maybach Music
You ain't never want to be a nikka anyway, nikka
That's why you had a operation to make your nose smaller than your father nose, nikka
I unfollowed you, nikka, 'cause you sent the motherfukking cease-and-desist to French Montana, nikka
You sent the police, nikka, hatin' on my dog project
That wasn't the same white boy that I seen, nikka, when we were makin' them early records, nikka
When you were happy to be around nikkas, seein' nikkas holdin' them sticks
Yeah
You owe motherfukking Stunna your life, nikka
Give Weezy some more money, nikka
Give Rap-A-Lot some more money, nikka
White boy
Yeah, biggest, it's Rozay, nikka
We can do it how you wanna do it, where you wanna do it, anytime you wanna do it, I'm ready
I'm ready, white boy, huh
I know you got your Dockers on with no underwear, white boy
Yeah, you had that surgery, that six-pack gone
That's why you wearin' that funny shyt at your show, you can't hide it, nikka
White boy
Maybach Music
[Verse 1: Rick Ross]
Fish tanks and marble floors, livin' big and bad
nikkas laugh until they hit with my official jab
Crack smoke is the exhaust from my pen and pad
Ghostwriters, they get to floss what you could’ve had
Record label takin' a loss, are you in your bag?
You a worker wantin' to chart, don’t make me laugh
Get to mine, tell by my watch, this a different time
Livin' fine, I'm gettin' high as your shyt decline
Who believes he movin' keys in his Louie Vs?
Run up on you and snatch your chain, watch you bytches bleed
Feel the pain and just describe when you really ride
Either you nikkas gettin' money or ready to die
B-I-G, give a fukk if you Chi-Ali
You got it and you keep it tucked if you be by me
Do the job, better known as the Charles Schwab
Double Rs spread through the yard, and I swear to God
[Chorus: Rick Ross]
Pop a Perc for the 'ville, go and count me a mil
Kill you nikkas for free, do it all for the thrill
nikkas leakin' they records when we speakin’ directly
If we keepin’ it gangsta, when you see me you check me
White boy, I see you
I see you, yeah, check
https://stubhub.prf.hn/click/camref.../destination:https://www.stubhub.com/_C-21645
https://genius.com/Drake-push-ups-drop-and-give-me-fifty-lyrics
[Verse 2: Rick Ross]
Gettin' bullied, don’t walk up on me 'cause the clip is fully
nikkas p*ssy, don't want to push me, I'm like, "Really, would he?"
Like his moves, but he never had to fight in school
Always ran, another nikka had to write your grooves
Flow is copy-and-paste, Weezy gave you the juice
Another white boy at the park wanna hang with the crew
Pulitzer Prize winner switchin’ up like dyed denim
Get incentives for all the killings while we ride rentals
Look me right in my face, he beginning to shake
Told you nikkas "Stay schemin'", I predicted my fate
Got more money than you, fukk you want me to say?
Fifty mil for the crib, where you want me to stay?
I can shoot up the block, I got pictures to paint
Let you DM my hoe, but got bytches you can't
Let you get on my songs, it was good for your face
Now bytch nikka, it's on, ain't no room for debate
[Chorus: Rick Ross]
Pop a perc for the 'ville, go and count me a mil
Kill you nikkas for free, do it all for the thrill
nikkas leakin' they records when we speakin' directly
If we keepin' it gangsta, when you see me you check me
[Outro: Rick Ross, Jessica Gomes & Drake]
By the way, I got a lot of respect for a lot of rappers, but I got one guy, he's my favorite person to rap with on any song, his name is Rick Ross
Maybach Music
You ain't never want to be a nikka anyway, nikka
That's why you had a operation to make your nose smaller than your father nose, nikka
I unfollowed you, nikka, 'cause you sent the motherfukking cease-and-desist to French Montana, nikka
You sent the police, nikka, hatin' on my dog project
That wasn't the same white boy that I seen, nikka, when we were makin' them early records, nikka
When you were happy to be around nikkas, seein' nikkas holdin' them sticks
Yeah
You owe motherfukking Stunna your life, nikka
Give Weezy some more money, nikka
Give Rap-A-Lot some more money, nikka
White boy
Yeah, biggest, it's Rozay, nikka
We can do it how you wanna do it, where you wanna do it, anytime you wanna do it, I'm ready
I'm ready, white boy, huh
I know you got your Dockers on with no underwear, white boy
Yeah, you had that surgery, that six-pack gone
That's why you wearin' that funny shyt at your show, you can't hide it, nikka
White boy
Busby
Real name no gimmicks..
And that’s just the things we KNOW about….Pusha meant it when he said we going layer by layer..
And Ross revealed another layer.