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the corners and shoot down the street
Niggas shoot shoot sharp glances at white women
Nigga shoot dope into their arm
Niggas shoot guns and rifles on New
you took so long?
By the end of the night
You gonna be my wife
We gonna have three kids
Picket fence that’s white
Okay, tell me what you want
much background in political
Science but this much I know: Attending
Rallies sponsored by 110-percent
Anti-Communist cultists
Or donning white sheets
No Limit, yeah southern hospitality we seizin it on you, my nigga Silkk
The Shocker, Snoop D,O double G,why, D,O double G, beats by the pizound,
bigger problems to attend to and I foresee
The quicksand take you like Knick fans on the floor-seats
My quick plans play out like bank heists but ya'll are
had like jazz
If you down for change then they take your voice away
And then they tell you the best is white
Co-signed by a nigga that pimped the mic
cigarette niggas be swindlin'
New jacks surrenderin', come home not rememberin'
Made bail with different size kicks on, a white dress shirt
Lookin' gay in
cigarette niggas be swindlin'
New jacks surrenderin', come home not rememberin'
Made bail with different size kicks on, a white dress shirt
Lookin' gay in
the zone's gettin bigger
From the whites, to the Ricans, cause they learned it from the niggaz
So who's the first to kick it real, for the, cypher
Eight
Baby say she mad and she goin' to the room
I see her lil grin, that's the view from the pool
I'm a joker and a jack, but she played me for a fool
One
Meanwhile some corrupt, politician nigga is makin' bigger bucks
Niggaz gettin' blamed for the crystals; but we don't grow
The motherfuckin' coke or weed
whites killin' blacks (all you wanted to be, a soulja like me)
Cops killin' blacks, and blacks killin' blacks (all you wanted to be, a soulja, a soulja)
Killed fifty badmen in the west
He knows no rest
Bigger the man, hell's fire
Don't push, just shove
Plenty of room for you and me
Well he thought he'd
do it, but the devil, he made me smart
Told me to jack them weak ass niggas for they fucking Starters
In the middle school, I was a bigger fool
I
do it, but the devil, he made me smart
Told me to jack them weak ass niggas for they fucking Starters
In the middle school, I was a bigger fool
I
[Jack White]
Well, you're in your little room
And you're working on something good
But if it's really good
You're gonna need a bigger room
And when
a fool
Cause I'm takin off from the tip-top of the key
with the rock passed by the Pharoahe M-O-N, see-H
the chosen lyrical soldier who backs me up
when
of white nationalists with their
Own needs and wants that can easily be met
In the largest sense
By powerful corporations
But they also want all
Americans
The things is much bigger
Than the trigger
So I can show how to put in work:
The Ruthless-network drive-by experts
Straight outta compton kickin' up dust
This is the 9 Side
Black tints, that's a drive by
See I don't wanna talk 'bout beef right now
But they're stepping on my toes
(But they're
I was a tulip on a space ship, til I rung around the Rosay, sippin on Deleon, mistake me for Jose, white lines, no way, dancin with death, it’s
I'm a jack it (jacket), I'm a coat room (Whoah)/
Ugly mug as the Onyx logo/
I'm drunk off the Johnny Walker, crushing up Narcos/
Binge shit, high school
Wake up, wake up, wake up
One, two, one, two
We dedicate this one to the hip-hop culture y'all
Brought to you by the world famous Wake Up Show
energy we be putting into or
We gon' do this for our kids
But at that certain point
Your kid don't want a bigger room
Your kid don't want a bigger house
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