Lyrics:
Ike-y Turner
Check that bitch like she got Nike on her
Look at my wrist, it dance
Look at your bitch, she dance too
Look at me, I'm the man
Not the fvck by living the by life
'll be standing so I like a nepa pool me
picking the truck nigga no be ipapo
why's the juggle gang, gang
where
And I ain't talking 'bout the movie (This ain't no movie)
Bad bitches on my black phone
Murder on the trap phone
30 chains on me like I'm Gucci
Bitch
a trial that you know you ain't beatin'
Know you innocent but they choose not to see it
Like your name Ray Charles, maybe Stevie
Reasons, reasons where's
Walking this tight rope of street cultures
Diving off cliffs and tend to eat vultures
Always like to whisper round the street enough
But don't
Intro: (The Game)
WESTCOAST
So all about survivin, nigga
Westcoast
California iz on
Black Wall Street
DPGC
You niggaz know who it iz
Compton & Long
a thing like
Her for instance
That girl was a billboard
Aand he had a lot to sell
If he could get to her early
He could be persuasive
He had to make his
It's a long drive down this highway
To a place where I call home
Where a little brown-eyed lady Sits there patient by her phone
Stays up waiting
The black storm
blinded the vision of the sleeping
chained to despair for a truth
that never existed
the mirror of truth
reflects for those who
bled
Like demons in the dark
Like demons in the dark
Like demons in the dark
Your love
Like demons in the dark
So black that makes my body numb
Your love
Like
of passionfruits splashing
Mashing the sun and a black hole
Jacket passing my back bone
My shadow shine in the lines of the sidewalk
It's like chalk, pastel covering
them, they only see our swiping, spitting mayhem
Actions so aggressive that they mobilise and weaponise themselves
Time is a hornet, banging its bug-eyed
I spit a verse and cause global warming
I keep that smith on me like a Mormon
Me and my brother united a kingdom
No Brexit just flexing and kept em
There is a black river
It passes by my window
And late at night
All dolled up like Christ
I walk the water
Between the piers
Singing
Oh
River
Just another day in this life applying pressure
Uh
All black colored fatigues
Ain't see me coming
Huh
Got to get it by any means that's how I'm
I want diamonds in my teeth
And I want gold all on my wrist
And I want bitches by the 2s
I want you all to feel like this
White shoes
Black bag
She
Don't throw stones in glass houses (Nah)
And don't throw rocks and black brilliance
I get tonnes of flak, I get millions
Um, that's only matched by
and Hypnotize your mind, blow
You can believe this, you can believe that
And believe I got a baseball bat, and I'm bustin' your head black
You believe I'm
like I do
Yo, you can't do better than that?
The hotel clerk who adjusts the bathroom mat?
Now you lose sponsorships that you thought had your back
Human life's the lamp that shines the lead global desire all day you can say we Be not the same relation you down trick you up man take you by the gun my
Took a walk around the island
Followed every last red flag
Sea was shallow and the rock black
Felt the meaning of the ocean
Rise up like a gentle
No one night, more like nightly
40K, I'm bein' grown
Man, I'm just tryna steer the song
Black Sky-Dweller, King Kong
Black guy in the world gettin'
Say my name enough and any nigga testify
Who you think lead that whole seller ass that time
All by myself, I created black on black crime
I'm
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
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