Rico

[Intro]

How you gon' kill a nigga you love, my nigga?

(Disrespect me, a nigga know he gon' die)

Why a good-hearted nigga ain't made for these streets

Rico, Rico, Rico, Rico, Rico (Love no hoes, I don't love no hoes)

Rico, Rico, Rico, Rico, Rico

Man, my heart made of ice and the streets made of gold

One thing about it, I don't love these hoes

If you a real nigga, then you stand for something

[Verse 1]

My homeboy Rico fell in love with Kisha

Full-time freak bitch, part-time teacher

Me and Kisha cool 'cause I used to fuck Tammy

That's her lil' sister, just moved to Miami

Kisha was the driver when I was takin' trips to Mexico

Burnt the head once and I ain't even fuck the ho

Course I told Rico, now Tammy can't stand me

'Fore we fucked the bitches, me and him was like family

And Kisha started hittin' him 'round niggas, shouldn't trust her

Put money over bitches, that's my motherfuckin' brother

Sticking to the G-code, fuck one of these stank hoes

Course I went and told him what she said back to Rico

Rico got mad as hell and started clickin'

Pulled his pistol out and told me stay up out his business

Told me he'd kill me if I ever fuck his bitches

And he ain't pay me shit for them last five chickens

Rico trippin' out, Rico know I ain't no ho

Rico know he should've killed me, Rico know I ain't gon' go

Rico still fuck with Kisha, Kisha still fuckin' off

Rico still owe me a hundred grand and plan on runnin' off

Rico mama know my mama, we like family, Rico smart

But if Rico know what I know, can't no one save him but God

I know Rico ain't no sucker, Rico gutter, he got heart

Rico murked so many men, but his weakness is a broad

Now Rico fuckin' Tammy 'cause he wanna pay back Kisha

Kisha wanna pay back Rico, I don't give a fuck 'bout neither

This bitch Kisha so fucked up, she been fuckin' with that needle

Gave that bitch a couple stacks, she called Rico up to meet her

Rico walked into the house, I was sittin' right on the couch

Rico thought he seen a ghost, Kisha standin' by the door

Rico one shot to the head, Kisha screamin' out, "He dead"

You know I can't leave no witness, Kisha, baow, I fled

[Chorus]

If you a real nigga, then you stand for something

Lot of work, never change, gotta stand for something

Man, my heart made of ice and the streets made of gold

One thing about it, I don't love these hoes

Want it 'cause I got it, this is fuckin' nonfiction

Chapter one'll teach you not to love these bitches

Chapter two'll teach you that the game ain't fair

Chapter three'll show you that the streets don't care

[Verse 2]

Jesse an old-head player, Jesse kind of like my plug

Jesse always got the work, but he don't never show no love

I think Jesse take my money and they front him what he buy

Maybe Jesse a middleman, usin' my shit to get by

Jesse prices be too high, but I heard he work for Nino

Jesse a full-time gambler, he met Nino at the casino

On the cool, Jesse strong, man, I heard he gettin' a C-note

That's a hundred of 'em, might knock his meat out his burrito

Jesse homeboy Dede, he be fuckin' with that white

Dede 'posed to be his goon, he catchin' bodies every night

Me and Dede went to school together, me and Dede tight

Fifth period up in Manaci's class, I was sellin' Dede white

I been playin' under Dede, tryna get up under Jesse

Maybe I'll meet up with Nino and get me a connection

Jesse always gettin' robbed, they don't respect him in the streets

Dede told me Nino always askin' questions 'bout me

But Jesse always shoot me down, Nino got to play it safe

So in other words, Nino do whatever Jesse say

Jesse playin' like he straight, Nino moved back to LA

Dede told me Jesse love some bitches down in MIA

Nino flew us out to Cali, he gon' take us to the Grammys

I pulled up on Jesse, he was front seat with Tammy

Tammy looked me in my eyes, Jesse lookin' at her strange

Thinkin' 'bout what Dede told me, Tammy holdin' Jesse change

Me and Dede in the lobby, told him I was leavin' soon

'Fore I left, I seen that Tammy bitch come out of Nino room

Okay, Nino fuckin' Tammy, Tammy holdin' Nino work

And Jesse ain't got a clue, 'cause if he do, he will be hurt

A long story short, I took a trip to 305

Kicked in that Tammy bitch door and got a hundred-somethin' pies

Now Dede lookin' for me, but he fuck off with my guys

A quarter thing soft, they knocked his brains through his eyes, ugh

[Interlude]

Nino, Nino, Nino, Nino, Nino, Nino

Nino, Nino, Nino, Nino, Nino, Nino

[Chorus]

If you a real nigga, then you stand for something

Lot of work, never change, gotta stand for something

Man, my heart made of ice and the streets made of gold

One thing about it, I don't love these hoes

Want it 'cause I got it, this is fuckin' nonfiction

Chapter one'll teach you not to love these bitches

Chapter two'll teach you that the game ain't fair

Chapter three'll show you that the streets don't care