Know what i do: manufacturing crack
Never be found. stuff you in a black
I’m a hustla, baby
I had on a black tee,
- with navy seals clips and some shovels in the whip
That you selling rides on the white horse right up out your crib
I don't know why i'm even on this track
A white guy tranna act like a black
Serial killer villan dressed in everything but black
Hit, i never call her back. bet she keep on coming back
They smoke black and wear black hats, with red shirts,
See me, i’d rather cut let ya body give birth
Top dropped down, black on black
Yo, i'll bet she be back
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