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Аккорды к песне ​Rick Ross — Little Havana (feat. Willie Falcon, The-Dream)

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[Intro: Willie Falcon] 
My name is Willie Falcon 
I was the undisputed king in the cocaine industry 
From the mid ’70s through the ’80s and into the ’90s 
If you snort cocaine back in those days 
There was 85% chance it was my cocaine 
I helped build Miami skyline into what it is today 
Twenty billion dollars got me twenty-seven years in federal prison 
I always live by the code of honor 
That’s why my best days are ahead of me 
I  Am richer than I’ve ever been 
I would like to send my love to my friend Rick Ross 
Rick, I’m immensely appreciated in giving me love 
And keeping my name in your music for the past two decades 
It rocks me that I had your support for so many years 
 
[Interlude: Rick Ross & The-Dream] 
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You gotta learn to use your mind 
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To help keep you out of certain situations (Oh) 
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I’ma make it clear as I can for you young niggas 
You hear me? (Oh yeah, yeah) 
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Biggest (M-M-Maybach Music) 
 
[Verse 1: Rick Ross & The-Dream] 
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Problem was I never was a prodigy 
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Possibly, my biggest flaw is lack of modesty 
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Diabolical means never knew college degrees 
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Sippin’ coffee at a cafe on college, capisce? 
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Niggas soul being sold and still own a leash 
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Roger Goodell boy, he ain’t a corniche 
 
I was really throwin’ money, I really saw Meech 
And I let them rappin’ niggas get closer to Meek 
It ain’t bottle made the most but let’s make a toast 
‘Cause a lot of niggas told and kept it on the low (Oh yeah) 
How a self-made nigga never wanna vote? (Oh yeah) 
And before a record label, shit, I wanted coke 
I’m talkin’ L.A. Reid the biggest babyface 
This for my niggas in the prisons sippin’ Gatorade 
All these hitters takin’ pictures for they babies maid 
Her baby mama’s in the projects tryna make a way (Oh) 
Niggas lookin’ funny when you get the hunnids (Oh yeah) 
I gotta school Adonis, daddy get ’em punished (Oh yeah) 
Because I’m on the streets, they consider me cunning (Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah) 
Hit your bitches in a Tesla at the push of a button (Oh) 
If she got up in the coupe then she gotta be fuckin’ 
Fifty restaurants but a lot of me hungry (M—M—M) 
These niggas wanna gossip, I just want the dollars 
All black Phantoms going south from Collins (Oh yeah) 
Villains know we killin’ so that ain’t a problem (Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah) 
I’m gonna stack my money, be a better father 
You could pay me down but I got it regardless 
Js that I’m rockin’, they gotta be goggles (Oh) 
When we plot to kill ’em, we send a few bottles (Oh) 
Set ’em up like 2Pac, get ’em to rob ’em (Oh) 
I always loved BIG, shit, I did it big 
I released Omarion, he began to fizz 
Double M the kids, now we back to biz’ 
Thirty-six a brick, baby, here it is 
My niggas in designer but we militant (Oh yeah) 
I got the city on my back and that’s just what it is 
 
[Verse 2: The-Dream] 
Two twenty on the dash, still can’t stop us 
I just got back to my girl to the opera 
‘Cause Ojek got back, he went and bought a chopper 
As if it couldn’t get worse, we lost Kobe in a ‘copter 
Three months later, niggas forget all about you 
Always doubt you, now they can’t live without you 
Did you cry for the man or did you cry for the fame? 
Did you pour out for the pain? 
 
[Outro: The-Dream] 
I’ve been around this world so many times I 
Just love and loyalty by any means 
I’ve been around this world so many times I 
I know to never pray amongst your enemies 
I’ve been around the world too many times now 
That new shit just feelin’ old to me 
And trustin’ new niggas been old to me for so long 
When the real niggas coming homE? (M—M—) 
Home (It’s been a mean world without you) 
Yeah, shouldn’t I, baby, shouldn’t I? 
When the real niggas coming home? 
Home (It’s been a mean world without you) 
Yeah, shouldn’t I, baby, shouldn’t I? 
(Maybach Music) 

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