Whuttha f**k are you looking at
I slap ya face till u won forget
dont make me cut ya neck
Since mah ni$$az aint turning back
So many b!tche$ passin by
Waiting for tha whites singing lullaby
Cops pullin trigger chasin my boys
Homies got no where to run and hide
Why am I doin this
To make my colours happy?
I aint teaching my kids
Im telling to kill tha freaks
Poppa say we are like losers
I dun think so coz we are believers
Lemme grab ya hands
Push ya towards the end
Wat happens u dun give it up
Just like us dun give a f**k
That’s my dough u holding it
U betta let go before I blow a head
Bang bang shot y’all whankaz
They cant be like us
Callin yaself playaz
Wanna see the ridaz
We are muthaf***in rappaz
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