's a start They could push their reps quicker, kill a well known nigga And if you say you're going to kill me, should I blast you first? Being black
taunted Blacked out Impala with the big rims on it Hit'cha corner with the lights out, bitch it's on Duck down wit'cha kids, you know what you did Motherfuck
are the thing Life has no meaning and money is king Then he looked at me slowely and Hen had to grin He said Man you out early we thought you got ten
taunted, blacked out impala with the big rims on it Hit'cha corner with the lights out, bitch it's on Duck down wit'cha kids, you know what you did Motherfuck
the brothers Mexicans - black Jamaicans - black Iranians - black Indians - black Hawaiians - black Puerto-Ricans - black Eskimos - black South-Americans - black Orientals - black Yeah, that's right The Klan says everything's black
South Central L.A. is where my shit goes down I used to sling enough water, you could float a boat You could ski on the mountains of fuckin' coke But
You played yourself That's right, you played yourself You played yourself Yo, yo, you played yourself You got problems, you claim you need a break But every dollar you get you
you ladies out there. A lot of you won't grow up to be lawyers or doctors, but you have a dream. And I think you should follow your dream. When you
! You don't kill! (You don't kill!) I can tell the way you talk about these fuckin straps that you ain't never had one still so Recognise real! You know
Make sure you write in the field, not a soldier dead That meant code red, bent off the black skunk The black dutch, back of the old shed If you can't live, you dyin', you
to cheek Without you girl the future?s bleak Hip, hip to hip, cheek, cheek to cheek I want you by my side Hip, hip to hip, cheek, cheek to cheek You
the picture Than meets the eye Hey hey, my my Get out of the blue and into the black They give you this but you pay for that And when you die, no you
dick to suck when you're dead he gonna give you all his love, he gonna give you all his time he won't let a minute go by without the thought of you crossing
brains are now blown All over that brown Brougham, one slip you are now gone Welcome to hell where you are welcome to sell But when them shells come, you
up, chest like a dump truck Keep the sword on me, shawty, this ain't what you want, brah I ain't gotta bust ya, if you close enough you getting stuck
see you but i am holding you, holding you, holding you to death yes, i'm holding you, holding you, holding you yes, i'm holding you, holding you, holding you
. To those restin in peace, those dead and deceased, soon again we meet. Or til im high and drunk and my cars swerves off road, haa. I'll meet you at