Heavy Artillery The Game (Ft. Beanie Sigel & Rick Ross)

[Intro: Rick Ross & Sample]
You know we got 'em
45s, machine guns, and heavy artillery
We got those grenades on your ass, nigga
Ha ha, Boss... Black Wall Street
I'm in that bulletproof Maybach nigga
Teflon Don, SK's

[Verse 1: Rick Ross]
Nigga talking like a G, but walking like a broad
I pull up at the light, pineapple in your car
Nigga I shatter lives, my music camouflage
My court killers at the center of my synagogue
Torture and extortion 'til I'm Fortune 500
From the porches to the Porsches with the wides on it
'fore you snitches bitch, you better put your lives on it
Get your twisted body found with them wires on it
I get my money, smoke extensive like it's Friday
I'm sitting sideways like I'm in my driveway
My shit pancakes, my shit 3 wheels
You niggas six feet, we getting 3 meals

[Chorus]
They got jumped
45s, machine guns, and heavy artillery
They got jumped
45s, machine guns, and heavy artillery