While i freakin' spit black
I can't turn back
Whilst i glide with black crows,
I gotta teach hoes
Spend the night with me, we'll talk and
Black on black lock n load blood for blood
Who happens to be black
Snapple fact: you rather wack
A white guy tranna act like a black
Dead faces keep my money in a body bag
It's like my lawyer know black magic, black rabbit.
Whole team full of og’s packing fo-fo’s on the hip hip
They smoke black and wear black hats, with red shirts,
You hear the words coming from my lips bastards
Black sneakers. black tops. talking smack while the smack drops
That proud feeling we get knowin' that pussy is ours
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