Lyrics:
hot now, listen up
Don't you know cops' whole purpose is to lock us down?
An' throw away the key, but without this drug shit
Your kids ain't got no way
and only the black of night to keep her company, she longed for the warmth of life again
Her sadness welled beneath her eyes and little drops of water
ego, ego, ego, ego, ego, ego
Ridin' through Texas, smokin' all off
Talkin' bout that high-grade, baby hold up
I can heal your migraine
Bitches
scratch ??
Started from the bottom bottom ??
Hand in hand until that body win high tech
Keep the legend in the mack bull
The crystal ball it ?? was
with 5 grand
With your granddad as the pilot he drunk as fuck tryna land
With the hand full of arthritis and popping prosthetic leg
Bumpin Pac in
we are not free until all of us are free
So love your neighbor
Please treat her kindly
Ask her her story and then shut up and listen
Black, Asian,
a sickly one:
Another hand crept too across his trade
Taking her bread and theirs: and on him fell,
Altho' a grave and staid God-fearing man,
Yet lying thus
ass
Johnny Cash, afro havin'
Jack of Spades, boots havin'
Tony Danza, shoes wearin' ass!
B-b-b-black by popular demand, I expand
My hand
your hands up when I pass by
Made something out of nothing funny how I just laugh
Self made what you know about that
Stay on track this just me running
Every memory
You can't give her those
Wild summer nights where I learned all your secrets
Those "I love you's" that already fell off your lips
That
Wha' wha', wha' wha', wha' wha', wha' wha', what
Straight off the block, gold nuts in my hand, trustin' no man
Got my Glock cocked, runnin' this
Wha' wha', wha' wha', wha' wha', wha' wha', what
Straight off the block, gold nuts in my hand, trustin' no man
Got my Glock cocked, runnin' this
of ?:
'I like to start off by saying that prison is truly a living hell
It is a place where love and compassion are looked upon as weaknesses
crazy, baby
Don't forget that boy told you
Get that dirt off your shoulder
I probably owe it to y'all
Probably be locked by the force
Tryin' to hustle
given me the keys to her newly traded in updated Audi eight minutes before midnight with Her credit card in hand
To make the last run to the store for
Don't tell me
Black Lives Matter
Then that man
Turn on his brothers
Had to cut her off
Caught her in her lies
I couldn't trust her
For nothing
If you
figure eights
Aya
Let's go
Her face no longer lit up
The look of kinda sick of
Per pace Madonna speaker
Am hooked on grass so keep off
Reference
niggas but
That's how I raised 'em
Scrape a opp off the board
Before you dry erase 'em
He put his hands on your
Brother? You gotta fade 'em
He put his
me nigga
I own it while you living on a lease nigga
I'm known to keep my bitches on a leash nigga
I smoke it by the pound what you talking 'bout
I dick
shit, off with your head
Off with your bitch, she offered me head, I offered her dick
Slid my black card at the reception, now we off in the Ritz
I'm
with your head
Off with your bitch, she offered me head, I offered her dick
Slid my black card at the reception, now we off in the Ritz
I'm rolling this
players comin major,
they shot the psycho that sprayed, cut ya wife and played her
The player the B.I.G, B.O.I, dope boy rhyme maker,
beats by the layers,
spacious, smoking aces in Lagos
Feds get involved, I'm slipping off in the synagogue
Issue you your warrant, informant, bitch I've been a boss
Counting
Its me, the brand new intelligent black woman why-O-why-O
Which is Yo-Yo, but I'm not to be played
Like I was made by matell
But this Yo-Yo is made
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