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00:00 *Musique*
00:02 *Musique*
00:04 So now n****s from his hood act like he owe them something, They talk crazy 'till they see n****s stood there to buck him.
00:09 Ask him if it's a problem, and he'll say "nah, it's nothing". Fee was gonna help him out, but since they fronted, fuck 'em.
00:14 He don't care how they feel, they can hate him or love 'em, He hold his own on his own, the kid is really thuggin',
00:19 He's rich now, he ain't changed, so n****s think he buggin'.
00:21 He pull the coupe everyday in case n****s try and buck him, Keep 2 pistols on him if I show you where he tuck 'em.
00:26 N****s say they gon' get at 'em, but they can't touch him, Try to catch him slippin' and creepin', he start bustin'.
00:31 He pull the coupe everyday in case n****s try and buck him, Keep 2 pistols on him if I show you where he tuck 'em.
00:36 N****s say they gon' get at 'em, but they can't touch him, Try to catch him slippin' and creepin', he start bustin'.
00:41 Black cotton, steady stresses, Smith & Wesson's got my blessings, Classes in session, the worst question is the first question.
00:47 Why do we work like slaves, sweatin' blades, doin' nothing great, Never got paid, but still we slave to the non-trade.
00:52 Answer that, then answer this too, Love's gonna get you, you know it's true, Life's a bitch shoot.
00:57 You better backtrack and try to act black and live, Not to be phony and positive, but why be negative?
01:02 What's the matter G-Black cat, got your tongue fat, Track got you sprung, now you're up, do you feel me?
01:07 Dumb dumb, giddy, it's a meet, attempt to reach, Each and every brother on the streets,
01:12 If not peaks, then at least let's get a piece, I'm tired of seein' bodies on the streets, deceits.
01:17 Lookin' through my high school year book, Reminiscing of the tears as the years took,
01:22 One homie, two homie, three homies, poof, We used to have troops, but now there's no more you to shoot.
01:28 God come save them as we got 'em, Lost ghetto souls of black cotton in God's eyes.
01:34 Rockin' black cotton in God's eyes.
01:38 Rockin' black cotton in God's eyes.
01:42 We got together to do this music, The more we became enveloped, we just developed a fellowship through it.
01:47 It's no pretension, it's friendship, We nemesis, it's two nemesis, ain't for him, it's his media, see the vim, it's his images.
01:52 Such a shit, it's no gimmicks, it's his blood in and blood out, When it's beef, you just gotta know when the blood in and blood out.
01:57 If there's a problem, we solve it, we don't resolve it, It usually just evolves into one big brawl,
02:01 And we all get involved in it, preach it, all get a merit.
02:03 'Cause most beef we inherit and wear it like a badge of honor, Pass it around and share it,
02:07 And let it go to whoever's holdin' the most current beef on their shoulders, And their soul just got to back 'til it's over.
02:12 But tonight, we ain't comin' here to be for nobody, We came to party, thanks, cash is a Mr. Ferraghi,
02:17 So if Shady had them his ass, backin' outta ass, you was ass,
02:20 To his own, what kind of a suckin' possession is that?
02:22 You know, you actin' like you don't know, I take the club, boat, fo' sho'.