Lyrics:
got bread 4 me
Found a hot spot, called my team & told em fuck wit me
Hell yea bruh u kno we goin out 2day
Jus hit up tha mall, jus 2 buy an outfit 4
to another motherfucker out my squad right (Who dis nigga, man?)
Dis nigga go by the name of Joc (Joc)
He resides in College Park (College Park)
But for
to another motherfucker out my squad right (Who dis nigga, man?)
Dis nigga go by the name of Joc (Joc)
He resides in College Park (College Park)
But for
stoppa
Amma get it by any means necessary
Nigga I ain't neva waited on the tooth fairy
Black chevy on 23s
I’m through the hood with b and
A 2-2-3 under
turn fact to fuel
Fifty-two, like action news
Action starts by grabbin' cards
Makin' sure they're all there
Next part sayin' what's up to Grandpa
By
a uzi and a brotherman is dead
See nine out of ten are black on black crimes
Four out of nine were killed before their prime
The other five wanted
Frozen medallions, they come from Mesopotamia
The Sheikhs carry me in the
Streets out in Arabia
Tuna fish cans of black hash
Open caskets filled with
it free
Seems like a lot next to poverty
How much you really want for all them beats?
Son of slave master keepin' it goin' goin' goin'
Mmm
get out, man, keep grindin'
See me, B.G. - original H.B.
Was taught comin' up motherfuck the police
I keep it real with the real - that's all I know,
A wo-wo uh woahhh
A yea-yea uh yeahhh
Check it out
Check it out
Chuck it out uh
1 2
1 2 3 4
All black attire, lay in ya ass in a casket
Get
By white people, and for white people. Native americans,
Blacks, and all other non-white people, were to be the
Burden bearers, for the real
"Epidodes II" like "Attack Of The Clones"
Work 'til we break our back and you hear the crack of the bone
To get by just to get by
Just to get by, just
"Epidodes II" like "Attack Of The Clones"
Work 'til we break our back and you hear the crack of the bone
To get by just to get by
Just to get by, just
was a fallacy/up your mighty race/ build a new reality/
Dollars that we spend stay here a short time/spent out the hood by the end of the rhyme/
So
they call the Master Gee
Well, my name is known all over the world
By all the foxy ladies and the pretty girls
I'm goin' down in history
even think about sleep
When we creep, niggaz goin down for the count
It ain't sweet, fuck around and knock money out
C'mon fella, you don't want the dog
on
Let the cries out
Wave a whole chicken by his
Legs near the crotch smells
Sweating bullets in the tip
Blow torching his flesh
I seen his face melt
Drip
validation, her beauty represent all the nation
She goes by
Black sister, black sister, bla... bla... black sister
Black sister, black sister, bla... bla...
you gotta stay strong my G
Don't nobody know how to feels to be me
Taking every dollar then you put it in the street
In your family you're the black
on the low
Ain't got no Visine in my eyes please, they already know I'm stoned
Oh yeah, that kick back strong
Put my face in the snow
Got me goin' til'
been actin' like you want it for a long time
All up in a nigga face, givin' me them strong vibes
Look in my eyes and you'll find peace
A Gemini, so
the law
Demons in my cell, it's just me, all alone
Takin' everything to trial, nigga, we goin' home
I was taught by OGs to never speak on the phone
So
the night matte black
Pedal to the medal now we goin' pretty fast
Leave you in the dust flames comin' out the back
Driftin' past the crowd, I'm a nitro
Check it out, check it out
Check it out, check it out
Check it out, check it out
One, two, two, two, two, two (you said the Black Eyed Peas would
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