Nigger this, whitey that man i don't understand it,
Wicked ambition go give this shit a coroner visit
I'll be outta cum before im twenty eight
A 45 trey deuce spade sprayed, you stayed
Know the shit he doing while writing the cum
Even if i die, i'm gon' be a fuckin problem
Not a nigger, not a blood, never been witht the crips,
Heavenly father, martin, malcolm mixed with them lyrics
Highest form of affection, physical connection
Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin
Put those fake nigger s to do my labor
Regardless to all them, i appease her
I see my picture, when a nigga's gettin richer
Okay then how bout i go mad and say the waord nigger,
See, wages is minimum
Then i force them to cum
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