How i am to feel about a white boy calling me nigga,
Got all the black bitches mad cause my main bitch vanilla
These been thinking we ain't tripping off lyrics
I can do a quick fix, but sorry bro, no ticks
I ain't a gangsta and i don't pretend to be
And i don’t know why you sucker niggas can’t see
Two big faces on my wrist, boy i got those
And erase my number out the phones of these fake hoes
A favorite of my homies when we floss on our enemies
Im blowin money first boy just like i do when i leave,
So my cup is full, too much pain to fight
I took big leaps and jumps. they can call me like mike.
Fuck the police, ice cube and gangsta rap made me do it,
All you fucking bloggin' faggots yappin' up that extra shit
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