Lyrics:
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
I see a red door and I want it painted black
No colors any more, I want them to turn black
I see the girls walk by, dressed in their summer
I see a red door and I want it painted black
No colours anymore I want them to turn black
I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes
I
I pull up in that black coupe back roof
Now they say I'm that dude
But still had the exact views, them stack rules
Don't let anyone distract you
I
I pulled up in that black coupe back roof
Now they say I'm that dude
But still had the exact views, them stack rules
Don't let anyone distract you
I
GBTA
Black empowerment
That’s what we aimin’ at
Need a game plan
Study THE MAN
Reverse engineer
Get your ass in gear
It’s by any means
Identify your team
by like "there he go"
I fit the description,
Black Tee an dickies, big glock wit me,
Real Dade County Nigga!
It's that little chico Pitbull,
a dream
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Nas]
Yeah, our history, black history, no president ever did shit for me
Had to hit the streets, had to flip some keys so a nigga
History, black history
No president ever did shit for me
Had to hit the streets try to flip some keys
So a nigga wont go broke
Then they put us in jail
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
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
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
(Glorious creatures of our future, to be induced by genetic manipulation)
A number one said he wins fight
A number two said "It's a Saturday night"
[Chorus]
[Black Child + Charli Baltimore]
My nigga Ja sold more records then a {O.G.}
Ty flyin by in 'Lac truck like a {O.G.}
And Gotti's dough's
go and leave your key
When you get the fuck out the door
Dr Dre told me that we
Can't make a house wife out of a whore
Good girls aren't easy easy
me to the test
You'll find the black sheep loves his dad for better than the rest
Year by year sped quickly by the father now grown old
He called
what we fight for
Breaking down door to door
Eight by eight
Were walking around the board
Eight by eight
Our moves can not be ignored
Everything is black
Or catch you when you least on point, putting your keys in the door
Behind you with your seeds in Kay Bee Toys store
Maybe the words get disrespectful now
Or catch you when you least on point, putting your keys in the door
Behind you with your seeds in Kay Bee Toys store
Maybe the words get disrespectful now
itch
Willing witch
Forlorn war horn
Black far mistress horizons
Sliced eyes on ice
My price is life
Zona Rosa's knife
Ereshkigal
Move in silence
Flow
or something
Check it, I’m reading an article at this very moment by Gary Younge
Its titled what Black America means to Europe
Read it, teach the children while
stay prepared
Monument to greatness, something like a mural
Unbothered, unfazed by the critiques that are proffered
Amazed by the ignorance that is
on my P's for the po-P's
Split the Phillie with my door keys
Scoop a female to the crib good get my boy to bring a blessin through
Sit on the floor playin
surrounded by molls with whom he is openly
Flirting he is drunk fosco is sober and more
Reserved the croupier spins the
Wheel Glyde collects)
Black twenty six
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