Amsterdam - Rick Ross

Amsterdam (阿姆斯特丹) - Rick Ross (里克·罗斯)
Maybach sh*t
Cameras in the ceiling Céline on my arm
We get Ghosts you already know what it is
Money stuffed in my bag
Maybach sh*t
Bright lights and dark corners it's night embark on us
Refugees running wild Wyclef with a Sig Sauer
Nothing to lose I was starving from the start
Now the same cat drive in Jaguars
Open fire when you see me yell out and make em whisper
The club that I'm a member they'll be gone by November
Keys to the city got killers who slither with me
Lamborghini middle of the ghetto smoke a fat fifty
Billionaire bid wrists on chill
Standing in the field of dreams tryna see a hundred mil
These boys going blind they just happy being free
In a world of so many I just wanted me a key
Sheesh I just wanted me a piece
Slice of cheesecake before my niggas all deceased
These boys snort lines I'm fine just sipping wine
Amsterdam in the air tomorrow on my mind
[Hook]
I'm Barry Gordy to the streets
With a kilo set that boy up in the piece [ ]
I wanna be there when each one of my kids born
Raw blood hundred acres each to live on
Real ni**a to the day that I'm deceased
Even then I pray I'm living through the beats
D**e boy you can tell by my sneaks
Burning Amsterdam green where it falls like a leaf
Born in the bricks with the short end of the stick
Always running late quick to show up with your b**ch
The Hublot's cool but my Terminator's foolish
All stainless steel quick to match it with my tool and
Red carpet event the m*******a be lit
Red or blue do you as long as you're getting rich
Crack game champagne kilos on the stock exchange
Rolls Royce new Ghost that's a ni**a pocket change
These niggas acting like they want a war
When it come to whacking niggas I done won awards
Ni**a you a b**ch where yo Honda Accord
I'm riding in some sh*t only I can afford
Shouldn't claim the hood til you build a report
Amsterdam state of mind: I just gave you a tour
I'm laughing at the people who label me poor
Now I piss on Europeans you'd think it was porn
[Hook]I wanna be there when each one of my kids born Raw blood hundred acres each to live on
Real ni**a to the day that I'm deceased Even then I pray I'm living through the beatsDope boy you can tell by my sneaks
Burning Amsterdam green where it falls like a leaf
I'm speaking on unwritten laws - the code of the streets
I'm not the type of ni**a that you bump into at a 7-11 and just pull your pistol on him
And do what the f**k you want to do
Niggas like me you gotta get permission homie
And that could take a long time
In that time I'ma handle my muthaf**kin' business
Ruugh Ruugh
It's the Red Light district ni**a this Amsterdam
Wherever the f**k I'm at
It's a no go
We green-light you b**ch niggas
Rozay