Rick Ross - What A Shame Feat. French Montana

Lyrics to What A Shame Feat. French Montana by Rick Ross

 [Intro: Rick Ross] What a shame, what a shame Shame on a n-gga who tried to run game on a n-gga [Hook: French Montana] This is it, boy Stacking money to the sky, getting rich, haaaan Stacking bricks to the sky, this is it, haaaan When my dogs getting high getting rich, haaaan And a n-gga rich, haaaan [Verse 1: Rick Ross] Shame on a n-gga who tried to run game on a n-gga Pull a pistol, bang on a n-gga Beamer on the Boulevard, everybody know it's me Bordeaux Polo, smoke a ton of weed No room for nonsense, you under new ownership Pulling n-ggas' cards, giving shooters bonuses F-ck the rumors, now I'm standing in a room with ya Face, gut, buck 50, got two pistols We the Knights of the Templar Born dopeboy, oh, I should've been stopped Def Jam see me as a threat now Hundred mill, any less is a let down [Hook] [Verse 2: Rick Ross] Full magazine, bitch, shoot for the stars Snatch a n-gga chain just to post it on the blog Assassinate a name, n-gga spraying in the dark Hate you with a passion, but he asking for a job Shame on a n-gga that tried to run game on a n-gga Pull a pistol, bang on a n-gga Getting money while them other boys bitter I'm an artist and my n-ggas are the realest What a shame pussy n-ggas wear glitter Put to sleep by the pillowcase killer Black Benz, black weed, black bottle, n-gga Rich, dirty n-ggas still mobbing, n-gga [Hook]