Lyrics:
broke em all down and we all got high
And niggas don't be trippin don't be doin no drive-bys
Cause we don't gangbang, don't wear blue or red
We like
wit our tongues
I was deceived, by every one
I can't be beat, I already won
My money stretches like it did a lunge
Yo only bag is the one for ya lunch
was laid
By the yellow man
We pledge allegiance
All our lives
To the magic colors
Red, blue and white
But we all must be given
The liberty that
mallets
Fly your whole cabbage to Paris
The black Pat Garrett, karats on Donna Karans
Guys die tryin' to drive the McLaren
Islamic, burn chronic out
And the censer burns
You're bridal white, a moany mime, oh 'n I've been aching
Let your paint rain off, we'll go Downy-soft and river-lazy
And feeling out of words
be trippin dont be doin no drive-bys
Cause we dont gangbang, dont wear blue or red
We like that fuckin green, papers what I said
Big Moe wassup, in
I wanna tear it up
Before we tear it down
I wanna light it up
Before we burn it down
We gonna get fucked up
Drink 'til we all black out
So fucking
ahold of my soul, ain't no getting it back
Once I tried to redeem myself
He let out that wicked laugh
They wanna burn down California
Wanna do it all by
put you out (I got 'em, get 'em)
You can spark it up and I'ma put you out (I got 'em)
Ain't nobody fuckin' with me, man (uh-uh)
He-man, ski mask,
put you out (I got 'em, get 'em)
You can spark it up and I'ma put you out (I got 'em)
Ain't nobody fuckin' with me, man (uh-uh)
He-man, ski mask,
bottles, tea right there
Matter fact I'll take you in the back
You in the hat, and you in the blue and the black
Lets have a gangsta party
Somebody lean
Oh shit look who it is
Crip'n gorilla, if you don't better go figure, make your bones shiver, go gettas
Like 454 and them co gang'n
Kulipi a le mea
I do
Bussing traps out the blue
Copping everything that’s new
Bussing traps time flew
Now a n***a in the studio
Mix the purple with the dew
Now I’m
hair
It's forbidden, so no one goes there
The struggle never stops 'til we wake up to spoiled milk
And roaches crawling out our cereal box
They
Major! Hell motherf***in' yeah
This one goes out to my n**** Mike Coolin', hell yeah
Mama raised a hellrazor, born thuggin'
Heartless and mean,
the gutta
Freeze it up, in the winter, throw it out, by the summer
Bank account, seven digits like a telephone number
BAH! BAH! Beat it up, you would think I
(Fuck your producer my beat is by Meexhie)
Haaaa
Y'all know what it is
All this shit real n****
In real life
Dumb ass
I been running up the bag
can't trust not a
Soul inside these streets
I made a video out there in Copenhagen
So the homies can see
To let 'em know it's more
Than just Pamela Lee
, pop your whip up on the corner
While I tadaa check out this bizarre
The D A T, the N I double G, the D A Z
Again, it's up in the wind, feel
naked
And it seem so blatant that she like to take two ways
Young boys turning men in the process turning young girls to sin
First black Latino up in
alright n***a I’m Doing right
Get it right
Sites clear I’m moving to brighter Lights
I’m alright get it right
Flows sicker and tight
Out of mind out of site
Yeah yeah
Paint my walls black
I want da curtains blue
No Carolina shit
I need dat Nipsey hue
Fuck da Oval Office
We n da dining room
Wit all da
Yeah yeah
Paint my walls black
I want da curtains blue
No Carolina ****
I need dat Nipsey hue
**** da Oval Office
We n da dining room
Wit all da
Broke out on different corners
Power to the people
Black power
Black is beautiful
Black church services, murderers, Arabs serving burgers
As cats
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