Lyrics:
[Ludacris (Chris Brown)]
Luda!(yep)
S.g.!
Chris breezy (it's me)
[Chorus]
I know what them girls
I know I know what them girls
I know I know
[Ludacris (Chris Brown)]
Luda!(yep)
S.g.!
Chris breezy (it's me)
[Chorus]
I know what them girls
I know I know what them girls
I know I know
[Ludacris (Chris Brown)]
Luda!(yep)
S.g.!
Chris breezy (it's me)
[Chorus]
I know what them girls
I know I know what them girls
I know I know
of the night
[Ludacris]
It's inevitable and incredible, listen, it's Luda!
By the end of the night you goin' be wanting to marry a nigga
Cause I make 'em
Empty beer bottles and roaches, helps to get it off my chest cause
I'm so stressed and all I here is "fuck the world" [Repeat: x2]
[Ludacris]
Man
a stack of black chips
Breaking the whole casino and doing back-flips, man
Cameras eying us, sidebetters trying us
The more chips we stack, the more
Yeah, what, you
Uh huh c'mon
Yeah, yeah, what?
Nasty Nas, Virgo
Uh-huh
Ludacris, Virgo
Uh uh uh
Doug Fresh
As we go, something
Young black man
We aint gone struggle forever (It’s gonna be so much more different)
Young black man
I swear we gone make it together (All we got is
dawg, my
Brother from another mother, talib Kweli
And this is how we do it man
Hate it or love it
Yes who fresher than I?
'didas red and black lumberjack
Yeah, what, you
Uh huh c'mon
Yeah, yeah, what?
Nasty Nas, Virgo
Uh-huh
Ludacris, Virgo
Uh uh uh
Doug Fresh
As we go, something
flex to drains that was crazed
When your heart spit up, dip dup damn
Yo, I lost it but
Back is the Black Boogey Man
Manic, mad musician, maker
Aid
Some man struggle to juggle the tussle between the muscle and mind
Men of their time and their kind with the grind stuck in their mind
As being
Victory Is Sweet (Prod. By SoultyBoiBeats)
[Signature]
SoultyBoiBeats
[intro – Khwali Fresh]
Yeah, back to the roots
Let’s talk to this people man
these Refugees from deep Roots
Rampagin' with a Juice Crew this Killarmy Militia Laylow in a Coup
Man the Sunz are fighting on a Black Moon
Smif N Wessuns
Boogey Man
Manic mad musician, maker of noise
That's jocked, by your homeboys
I rocks my flocks of sheep, it's the slickest shepherd around
I was
another drug to juggle
Another day, another struggle
I had the master plan, I'm in the Caravan on my way to Maryland
With my man Two-TEC's to take over
ancestors was raped by somebody white
I'm black so I like to sing, dance and crack jokes
Eat good food and be around black folks
I'm black so I like
Yea-uh, here we go here we go here we go
Talk about that Word of Mouf baby
Yeuh, yeuh yeuh yeuh yeuh! Here we go, here we go
Ludacris, 4-Ize, D.E.
had my arms up
It's tough being a black in America
They don't understand our struggle and they scared of us
But I'm a keep doing me, I don't give a fuck
Press 3 if you accept the charges, if not hang up
[Ludacris]
To my cousin Darren Ranch, stay up homie
To my brother Chris Butler, stay up homie
If
ancestors was raped by somebody white
I'm black so I like to sing, dance and crack jokes
Eat good food and be around black folks
I'm black so I like
When my Black Soul Sing, Black Soul Sing
In this life that we live you gone go through things
Might hear struggle, hear a little pain
Or feel
and Im slicing em up
And I'm overcoming all these challenges, cause I'm
Black Samurai, Black Suma, Black Samurai
Black Suma, Black Samurai
Black Samurai,
us we used to be barbaric, we had actual queens
Black is watchin' child soldiers gettin' killed by other children
Feelin' sick, like, "Oh shit, this
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