Lyrics:
Polanco crib, his bitch was black
She started purring, I kissed the cat
Aristocrat, wrist dancing like a disco bass
In the holster
Same shit color
to tax me
4 gon' load up K and shoot out black beans
Trappin' with my shawty, make me happy
Spot him lacking, hope he got an ID
From that wild, wild,
Back the fuck up, get out of my zone
You'll get trampled on while dancing to reggeaton
Let's get it on, I'm very strong with the microphone
I'm
your dawg's mum to stay strong
Times I had to save myself, I was tryna make it out
You know it's a blessing when you make it home safe and sound
the o2 looking at Wiz
Big man got no time for beef
David sold out shows with gees
Burna shut down M.S.G
Baddo big man thing
Everybody know this
for me court date
For goodness sake I'm like what the fuck
I'm noddin' out, I'm sleep standin' up
If I don't go sit my black ass down
I'ma fuck
have two of ya
Got me dreaming bout the things that I would do for ya
The type of girl to make me get a tattoo for ya
The type of girl to make me get
understand what's going on?
The sky is black
The sun won't shine
Rabies in the air
We're too naive to even care
When dogs attack, the force is strong
Dad says I should break her spine.
Shaking, brilliant, silver-black wings,
Jesus Christ, what prayers these tears sing.
Wear your hearts out on your
the one for you
And nothing good can come out of this but
You think we gon' have a baby
And you gon' be by boo thang
I be going crazy
Got a Glock, I like
Ay wassup Nathan?
Ay wassup?
wassup of you and your brother new shit
oh , all I can say is to all those muthafuckas out there
that didn't want
THING, THAT SHINE AND I KNOW, THAT LOVE CAN MAKE THE DARKNESS SING
VERSE II
I NEED A STRONG TOWER WILL POWER, NO COWARD TAKE BACK THE FLOWERS SELL
but what's a World without enigma?
Two bitches at the same time, synchronized swimmers
Got the girl twisted 'cause she open when you twist her
Never
had me trapped I'm struck by the lightning
It's cold world but with you I'm never frightened
You take me to higher heights new levels
We're
a cunieform text on a cylinder
And Babylon was forced to shoot it out like Dillinger
They talk of revolution, but nobody is willing to
The way to deal with
of the earth took poor Tucker's life
Leaving behind a hungry baby and wife
We dug out with our shovels and picks
But soon enough the black lung disease will make
a rapper's new Bentley coup
I'm done with fake love and the fake ties
I got niggas scared to cross me now like state lines
Like I said my shooters shoot, hit
mail from my people
I'd raise hell for my people
Shoot it out with the devil
Then head back to Cincinnati
Told 'em I'm about whatever
This for my people,
recognize who shot ya
Watch how you speak on my name before they 2pac ya
I love my vultures that's on me I gon' shoot 'bout them
I'll go, uh, I'll catch
a black men
So niggas wake up, you gotta have a [???]
'cause they stretch you out
No matter if you're coppin in the West or servin in the south
It's
niggas like you givin' blacks a bad name
That's the main reason I'm changin' his last name
I want you erased, out his past and his future
And if I ever
my mind was strong, I grew where you hold your blacks up
Trap us, expect us not to pick gats up
Where you drop your cracks off by the Mack trucks
cock knot
I'm a get ya hot cock glock nigga in a knot
Strong as that hen on the rock
Hit ya flesh with lead you down with the best dog
'cause none of my
the front row screaming out woi oi, come along way from teefin dust caps
back, then I was a rugrat, fuck that, bare CD's in my rucksack, big black balls in my
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