'sup
nigga
huh?
you know what this shit is?
stay down and come up
street niggas is street niggas alike
it ain't even one way
nigga
stay down and see you come up
nigga
uh
four songs
nigga
everythin' wrong
this can't be right
man
it's so much
this can't be life
shit get real
man
you can't hold back
if he came back in that black on black
i still do it for them niggas with them bricks on bricks
i still do it for them niggas with them nicks on nicks
let me tell you how them real nigga supposed to bounce back
see i never came back in that black on black
nigga come through for a nine and a half
i'm a tell him ain't nothin' left
nigga need an eight
tell him everythin' straight
all they gotta do it wait
tell a nigga i'm a chef
how you think a nigga went and got that race?
could of went to jail but i bought that case
lawyer came through
told him it's about time
jim carrey to the rollie
i just switch that switch
put ten karats on my daughter ear
fuck it
she deserved every rock i done sold out in public
do anythin' for my destiny's child
she a beyonce
never be letoya luckett
black on black
checkerboard louis luggage
on a pj feelin' like warren buffett
with the minnesota twins
ain't no kirby puckett
let the shade fear clouds
tell aaliyah that i love her
back and forth in a lear
my grandmother say i never see her
she want me come home on thanksgivin'
put on some black on black like here
black on black to my dear
black on black in my ear
black maserati that i gave to my mama
right hand to the father
she can't even find the gears
hold up
hold up
hold up
shit get real
we don't fold up
this is what i told myself in my grandma's kitchen
at the table
nigga
choppin' my blow up
said she want to sell more like my father
same time
had me for a couple dollars
yeah
i'm 'bout to pull an all nighter
and now i'm 'bout to kill these niggas
so you might not see me 'til tomorrow'
yeah
like that
then my palms start itchin'
suede hit the block
then my bong gone missin'
see
i'm 'bout to take me a trip to the other side of town
and i'm goin' there to buy me a chicken
yeah
i got a nigga in the spot with a nine right now
so
i'm goin' there to sell him a pigeon
my pastor told me that the money is the root of all evil
i said if it is
then i lose my religion
if i had to be precise
tell you two things about life
niggas win everyday
niggas fail every night
i say
now