Lyrics:
to ya real nigga, take it how ya want
Yo, These are the do's and these are the don'ts
I'll give it to ya real nigga, take it how ya want
Live life by
on the dvd for smokeyz tv
Way back when they didn't know me
Let me get out there
Let me get loose
Let me buss out this plain white tee
And my skanking boots
was originally
Scheduled to be released last
Year, but it was pushed back
By Meek's label, Atlantic
After he was sentenced to
Six months in prison
(He
of the shot know hit sumn major
All white Ts now it look like a strainer
Trust no one but my plug he a stranger
Chosen one I was born in a manger
Been a rude
on the concrete (yeah)
In front of a residence
A million white motherfuckers on my back like I shot the President
Why do I call myself a nigga you ask me?
Because
her come through break her back like Ricky
We ain't parking but this bitch a lot
I can't be deceived by a thot
Her pussy way too ridiculous I feel like
attracting all capsules back to the dark space from where they entered.
The String Theory was right.
At the end of the white-to-black journey, Leonard was
the back
I see myself in the hills with the Ts on the wheels
Got the Benz on the track foreign hoes in the back
No weekday from a weekend and
Sunlight on me
selling Cain
Back in hell for the revolution
Me and my people 'bout to start a riot
When in public don't yell my music
Man this the type of shit to get you
of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't
nice but nigga that's life
Black black on the scratch, no tradin back
2000 'Llac, can you fuck with that?
Me, Mack, 40, Shot and Bosko
All strapped
And you DVD killing niggas be
Scared to come outside
Now where they do that at
Shoot I'mma shoot it back
You dudes be rapping like money like
I ain't used
doin' sit ups on the virgin rug
Drinkin' criss out a mug, part boughee, part thug, call me bug okay?
No, no, I know y'all ain't say no uh oh
Be back in
plain
Old black extensions
Just a T-shirt about carbon
"I always thought that by the time
I put out a third album, i would want
To come back to natural
if he try
To take a flight again
It's simple and plain
(plane) I let it fly when the flight come in
The white come in
You slow? Go to Google search
it's gon' burn you
I'm with the homies right now
Me and my niggas four deep in a white Toyota
A quarter tank of gas, one pistol, and orange soda
bitches, go super hard
Maybach, layed back
Looking like a super star
Diamonds on my neck
Shining on em like a shooting star
30 in the clip it's got me
DVD's (ow)
The come-up was crazy
Don't get smacked tryna fuck with us
Fuck with me, baby (ayy)
It ain't easy, I'm goin' easy (oh, oh)
(Gangsta
religion, no one knows if God is real
Portraying Jesus as white despite being born in Israel
Matter of fact, there ain't a white person in the Bible
And back
come around it's
A little bit less
Fluorescent condoms and DVDs
Six wife-beaters and a plain white tee
Well it ain't just me
It's my neighbours too
freestyle for an hour
Told me come back tomorrow
But I came back in a hour
Jay Rock was in the booth
Recording his first mixtape
Was skeptical homie at first
and half white
C'mon this sound it had
To come from somewhere, right?
Nah, nah, see homie race is not the issue
And if you stepping to me like
It is I'll
come get this pipe (get it)
When niggas changed on me, that shit bring tears to my eye
They made me go so hard now they can't control my light
Lucky
hustlin' up the dirty deep
Betta watch them dirty boys down south we keep it dirty g
I know you heard of me
I got that work
Man I got that white and I
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