like I do North Cac-this, North Cac-that I'ma hit ya back to back wit that, muh'fuckin' hot shit Y'all ready to get it (Yeah), ready to set it (Yeah)
on the carpet See I've got more heart than Tony Hawk but when I'm riding I ain't ramping I'm ready for all out war them man are lying on the floor camping
me. Want'n my company. Trying to pump me full of a??censored' flushed their level Recognize the devil when he messin' with the rebel. I'm more then metal, Ready
order And people starin' like I had manure on my pants Grabbin' they purse, checkin' they wallets in the back And thinkin' I'ma rob em, 'cause I'm in all black
know is this here And you thinkin' I'ma let you disrespect this shit here Before I blow a nigga ass off him and his hoe Ready to rob me a bitch and
Black on black Aston the 21 strapped in Dominican chick ridin shotty all strapped in Customize the dash on my shotgun strapped in Cops on the shoulder gotta pull a Hova Time to fade to black
, a game I'm Ron O'Neil the love seat, sunk deep Lil' niggas bussin' off they punk heat I'll make a massacre, try to rob one of my donkeys But I ain'
Countdown Are you ready? Are you mad inside? Got you strapped down to your seats Outta the doorway, bullets ripped, full clip God speed, approach follow
the nation Racial gain causes pain, need a new rep In your hearts and minds never forget Yusef Hawkins and you're walking, you don't just run Black on black
, Shinehead, Lil' Shawn Kid 'n' Play, Rob 'n' Dave, Rich Nice, Fat Doug Finesse 'n' Synquis, Groove B. Chill LL Cool J, Flavor Flav, Professor Griff Positively Black
her I'm the bad boy flavor, light blue gators Not guilty, and I'm filthy, c'mon (chorus) [black rob (puffy)] I be the eastside soprano, rob marciano
this bad boy for life We ain't, go-in nowhere, we ain't, goin nowhere We can't be stopped now, cause this bad boy for life [black rob] Hey yo straight
smoke wettin if thats jeddy, shoppin sprees are ready My crew in the front got it lock my live niggas in the back got the gat so were true to this black
and you start losing sleep Got you weeping like a willow, break you like a window Spinning faster than my cd, so fast that you can't see me Black boots, black
started fires down at the end of the street How many niggaz are ready to lose? Yeah, so what you wanna do? What you wanna do? I said how many niggas are ready
ll do 'Cause I'm a hard workin' black man In my face, stab in my back, man Rob and steal, they wanna kill me, black man Tell me now what the deal is black
haircut, like Scottie Pippen My man Mark riffin in the backseat, my cousin Clifton You get me pissed and wearin big gloves like Sonny Liston Leon Spinks with afro on, ready to rob
I don't feel the snares Coulda used a different type of sample You're wack man, yeah Yo, that kid is wack, his father's wack His group is wack, that's word, word black