Lyrics:
you’d do to me
Disgusted by the thoughts but what’s done is done
The black summer
Come to take me again
I’m circling the drain
Nothings what it seems
Was
Still got it wrapped like a mummy
Still ain't trippin', love to see young Blacks get money
Spend time out the hood, take they moms out the hood
Hit my
car over if ya rims sky high
Made the weed illegal when you just wanted get high
Then made it legal so corporations could get by
They gone call us crazy
January went quick
February didn't go by fast
March they was on dick
April now they on my ass
But man you know i'm still get rich
Them fuckas still
son
You don't be doing shit all day you a bum
Get off your ass and go make you a sum
Get off your ass or sum
Go make something shake or sum
You be up
All I wanna do is lick her clean
Throw her on a table, take over by that label
Show her why they call my moses
And show her my king is able
Give it
a criminal’s roll, hoodwinked and bamboozled deceived by make believe you get it, “Make Believe”. It’s a game to keep you lame, def dumb and that’s a shame,
If you want it, boy, you sure can get it
You ain't heard
It's Cash Money and that Carolina, nigga
They call me gangsta, gangsta (yeah)
Weezy,
amendments
Nat Turner with the burner or business
Let's get free for a livin'
Y'know it's hard to be black, in a world controlled by white folks
Du Bois
I am the worst thing since Elvis Presley
To do Black music so selfishly
And use it to get myself wealthy (hey)
There's a concept that works
Twenty
clip I’m just tryna survive
Why would I lie?
Fxck it I go incognito/ black shades black boots, pea coat
Get foul shoot you, free throw
No doubt I’m on, G
one line you can tell it's mine
With a baseball cap that's black that I'm wearin
And a look that keeps you all starin
And wondering why I'm invincible
stupid ass dies
Yeah down from the sky I'm about to make it rain
Got a three piece that's a suit for my main
And I won't let none of y'all get in my way
with Dad
Had me pissed and filling up my pad
Somehow, we made it out the dust (Uh)
Seven years later got 'em waiting out for us (Us)
It's all playin out
all black like the omen
Kim said it, yup, BIG wrote it
So I'm feeling like a Greek God when I quote it
Lightyears ahead, but I was caught up in
you can get your captain crunch nigga
Hey, it's Lil Wayne nigga
I been this shit since Lil Zane nigga
Tell the cops I ain't no name giver
Icicles on my
sun
Weh me haffi chat 'bout? There's a situation, yo
(Pow)
Buss ah lyrical shot pon a system
Weh don't have it equal fi blacks and (pow)
We
to the hook and I
Get back at you in five" because
Hey lil mama
It's Young Money you heard about it
It's like a fairytale book and pokin' out it
And I ain't
a thought of that
It's Motown, it's where this black music shit started at
All I did was brought it back
Get it right, I'm over your block and I must succeed
Get Cautious
(Hook)(1:20)
Da Vinci The Code, Y’all Gon Start Taking Me Serious
Dressed In All Black And Yall Making Me Furious
Think I’m Hitting
amazed (amazed)
Condo by lane it's the mall in
Ain't no one nigga, we all win (we all win)
Beat up that pussy, get tall in (tall in)
Lambo so low gotta
If you’re looking for your black James Bond?
Anseo
Spice box, taxi by the centra?
Anseo
Sailor moon remixed by Fela,
C’est moi
I am not a queen I’m
the projects, 4 for the love
y'all gimme my rifle, we moving by bus
And if ya moving too fast they'll get ya caught up like
Ooh, them ghetto classics (ghetto),
the greatest to ever do it now lemme show you how I set the pace
Go go go gotta bring in the dough
Last in line you a loser fasho
If you ain't locked in or you
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