By Any Means Lyrics - Self Made Vol. 1 - Maybach Music Group

The guys from Maybach Music Group just released another track off the "Self Made" album set to hit the stores on May 23rd 2011, even if every member is still taking care of their solo career, Wale and his label colleagues still find the time to record for Maybach Music Group. 

This time Wale is taking the lead and shaking the music scene, and along with him so do Pill, Rick Ross and Meek Mill. 

Below you can view the lyrics to By Any Means, produced by Lil Lody and featured on Maybach Music Group's upcoming album "Self Made". 

Wale- By Any Means Lyrics Feat. Meek Mill, Pill & Rick Ross 

[Rick Ross - Chorus] 

Pork on the fork, widen the pot 

By any means if you like it or not 

Malcom X, by any means 

Many 14 stuffed in my denim jeans 

As-Salamu Alaykum Wa alaikum as salaam 

Whatever your religion, kiss the ring on the Don 

Real n-gga, street certified, hit the streets whip cost 335 

[Meek Mill] 

No pork on the fork, but it's white in the pot 

We chargin' you niggas up you like it or not 

Drop the work off the scale, throw some ice in the pot 

Then let that Arm & Hammer, hammer it right to Allah 

Tryna whip a Rollie or Cartier 

Shout out to this Pyrex, that bought this Audemeer 

Oops I meant Audemar, my whole team got them 

You loving the same b-tch, my whole team poppin' 

My hundred dough, I'm wherever that money go 

Glock 9 in my underclothes, you cop two of them, we frontin' 4 

F-ck n-ggas we dont f-ck with dough 

Bad b-tches never lets them know 

Keep them round but never trust them, no 

This 62 so comfortable 

I'm a field n-gga, you a house n-gga 

I'm a real n-gga and you's a mouse n-gga 

Code red, which means you go red 

But I don't knock you I just blame it on your head 

[Rick Ross - Chorus] 

Pork on the fork, widen the pot 

By any means if you like it or not 

Malcom X, by any means 

Many 14 stuffed in my denim jeans 

As-Salamu Alaykum Wa alaikum as salaam 

Whatever your religion, kiss the ring on the Don 

Real n-gga, street certified, hit the streets whip cost 335 

[Wale] 

Malcom X get your hand out my pocket 

Some n-ggas walking with death guess they ran out of options 

Tell them n-ggas we moving, tell them n-ggas to do it 

I swear we going ham, throw some, my n-ggas sew me 

They burn on every block, 

Snitches aint got no heart 

Shit ain't been the same since Ronald Reagan helped Plymouth rock 

And we don't land on it Mr. Reagan, 

But this gonna make us rich Mr. Reagan 

Now As-Salamu Alaykum Wa alaikum as salaam 

She near that every Friday and then go to Jumah 

Let her play with the box, she give the greatest top 

She said these n-ggas out here prayin' she makes salah, word 

How they say that we not fly, how they say that we not working 

They just need convincing like Malcom Little 'fore he converted 

I'm on my deen, Insha Allah I'ma get her right 

On the Bible you can run but you can't hide 

[Rick Ross - Chorus] 

[Pill] 

Marching for cars, they put a hole in it 

Start the applause, a rebel soul lifted 

Preaching for the paper paparazzi, federales severe rallies, massacre lives 

Teaching to Shabazz that's Malik on behind the grass 

corruption over cash, leave them leaking in the cask' 

Aint better, you better rebel, smell cheddar and shells 

Malcolm ? platinum in Africa when he sat in a cell 

My religion the kitchens, papa formulas 

Benjamins to make sure my pockets abnormal 

My philosophy is rocks and weed, a partna lean, the glock will squeeze 

N-ggas clocking dollars don't know how to read with mouths to feed 

It's hard when starving Marcus Garvey messed with Malcolm Little 

Knowledge Was obtained, F-ck your chains and your master n-gga 

We in the field building muscle while you watch the house 

And dusting off the porcelain and open when their cock is out 

[Rick Ross - Chorus]