Lyrics:
White blue green red yellow black Prada’s
33 mill but I won’t give you nada
And I’m spittin rhymes ya I’m spittin like a llama
Flow is so thick ya
sure you go update your will
Late nights in my city tryna dodge the fuckin jakes
I see red and blue lights hit the gas forget about the brakes
Raton
Hundred karats have 'em froze for an eon (okay now)
Red, black, and white Chevy, now I'm ridin' Deion
Put them lights up in my rims (ayy, okay),
Raton
Hundred karats have 'em froze for an eon (okay now)
Red, black, and white Chevy, now I'm ridin' Deion
Put them lights up in my rims (ayy, okay),
and my diamonds blue
Keep a dime chick like 5 times 2
I be killin these haters when
I slide by through
Like a drive by do in a sky dive coop
Flyin,
I see a red door and I want it painted black
No colors anymore I want them to turn black
I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes
I
It's all luv yeah yeah
Friday night, late June, sittin' by the fire with a lake view
Eyes Lock- Through the smoke, burnin' hot, flame blue
You
I'll knock the black off yo ass
I'll knock the black off yo ass
The main nigga on the block
Where it's hot fuckin' shit
I'll be the main muthathafucka
where i come from you gotta be about it,
And if u want it want it we come and see about it okay
[verse 3:]
Yea yea to hot to cold, red hot blue cold,
yea
red hot, blue cold
I'll knock your melon out your fruit bowl
All my guns black, I got true soul, yeah
And i call my coupe black panther bla, bla
Bla
snoop crown on the vic
Crown on my wrist, crown on my bitch
And a couple crowns on my crew
Keeping pounds of the blue
Ivory in it, tsunami in it when I be
Yeah
Yeah
Check this out: now I'm black
But black people trip
'Cause white people like me
White people like me
But don't like them
What's
kill?
No need to pretend 'cause this shit is real
Don't be blinded by the red and blue lights
It's time to ride, it's time to rise up
Pay attention
and we came to bring the noise bitch
{Turk}
I'll wet a nigga block for anything me and my Hot Boy clique
quick to dress in all black and drop
face, some computer that's hot Singin' the door Who bring the vibes Is the Rasta Man, son It's me and I'm flowin' energy You see this one, no father No
then I leave she'll never get a call back
Drop top hop out pop out do it on em'
Red top black top then I copped the blue one on em'
Grab a mop fuck
Fiyah Gun
The ghetto red hot, ghetto yutes fiyah gun
The police corrupt, they want us locked in prison
Every where there's war
Keep your
Down at the best spot
It's me and JD and they sellin more birds than a pet shop
The spot's hot and everybody nervous
That's when the blue car
surprised a bit that I sway to the right
but relax for a second let me do my thing with this mic
I'm not saying the red's right, I'm not saying the blue's
it drop it right at the scene
Real gangsters got a gangsta lean
You might not talk red, black, or blue but everybody talk green
Glance to my left
different things
Long nights, red lights, blue eyes, black tights, yeah
And a little love
Long dress, flawless, warm breath, hot mess, yeah
And a little love
[Verse 1: Trina]
Icy blue rocks on my arm I shop at Malone for Louie Vinton
The diamond diva miss Cinderella, Versace gown by Donna Tella
Cheerio
I'm a hero
No De-niro
Black or red I'm at the casino
Poker or go
That's a no no
The do washed and the dope, makes them hope but I coped through
I see a red door and I want it painted black,
No colors anymore I want them to turn black.
I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes,
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