RAINING AND BLOWING YOU CAN'T GO OUT 'CAUSE YOUR ROOTS ARE SHOWING DYE EM BLACK - DYE EM BLACK BLACK BLACK BLACK BLACK NO. 1 BLACK BLACK BLACK BLACK NO. 1
Übersetzung: Love Like Blood. Black No 1.
Hot Boys going take this shit far leave yo block hot like tar, four deep in a black car mask and flames five year's on each ??? like I'm hiding out like
: [Intro] It's all about the 6 figgas You ballin nigga if you got five figgas [Verse 1] I got my AK nigga, and I'm quick to blast it Game tight like
in my luggage You got to love it I'm thuggin' my street slang, my penitentiary procher Got me outsellin' niggas' whole fuckin' roster I'm big in New York like
payback for those that hated on me. I hate them niggas claim they bangin in gangs you a'int a crip like Snoop you a'int a blood like Game, see I've been
bitch Yeah i smell like the vault I used to sell dope I did play the block Now i play on boats In the south of France Baby, St. Tropez Get a tan? im already black
You niggas gon' get layed out in blood and ya brains out Have you on the concrete, shiverin' and shakin' I'm from Southside mothafucka, where the gats explode If you feel like
switch up, I've got mad cars and shit like dat. {HAHA! } But niggas, niggas look at that Suburban like... Is it that black joint come to the black? That's Fif'; like
bitch Yeah i smell like the vault i used to sell dope i did play the block now i play on boats in the south of France baby, St. Tropez Get a tan? im already black
the next hot topic Don't wanna be the next one dropping 6 feet deep like conans coffin I'd rather see you out there flossing Love to see another brother
the bus rollin' deep Back before I ever smoked weed yet Used to run a 7-minute mile during recess Now it takes like 9 just to jog like half of that Wanna
things Who dreams dunkin over cars, let the choir sing [Game:] It's that black raw, black dawg pullin up on that black home Compton that's my backyard
crime known thru the equator They knew I did it, for havin' blood on my gators My weed'll hit your chest like a double barrel gauge I'm a black grenade
tried, but she never could escape you She was in love and I'd ask her how? I mean why? What kind of love from a nigga would black your eye? What kind of love
never could escape you She was in love and I'd ask her how? I mean why? What kind of love from a nigga would black your eye? What kind of love from a
ova a joint Like back like crack rock Money stupid dumb Just like Cold Blood Just Young Hot I show no luv Money getta like Cheeba Minds like Fat And
Mike] I got the all black Chevy on all black rims Keep a small black gat in my all black Tims On the all-black leather there's a all-black mack Tryin