| CRIP — true blue to it
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| BLOOD — Piru to it
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| Gangsta music, is to drug abusin
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| Don’t confuse it with C. Delores Tucker
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| FUCK her, and Bill O’Reilly
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| And Reverend what’s-his-name, FUCK his name
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| Kobe the best player ever, wit NO game
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| Fell for the trick of that white bitch, so lame
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| How lame? |
| Lame as the new host of Soul Train
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| Sheeit, lame as the old host of Soul Train
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| I do gangsta music, FUCK Soul Train!
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| All blacks got is BET
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| Pardon me, that shit’s owned by MTV
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| Blacks ain’t got shit, it’s still 1−9-6−6
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| Cause you can buy a car ain’t shit
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| Jordan cain’t buy a team, and that nigga got six rings
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| Cot’picker, see what I mean?
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| Q-Tip's singin, Dre 3000 actin
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| God-damn, niggas too good, for this rappin
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| I’m just askin, what the fuck happened?
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| I’m just askin, nigga what the fuck happened?!
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| We went from «too black to too skrong»
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| To Sisqo and the God-damn «Thong Song»
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| We went from Farrakhan to Don Juan
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| Don Juan keep it pimpin man
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| But I’m just sayin Farrakhan got business man
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| Plus he speak positive on that knowledge shit
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| No matter how much my auntie holla
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| I’d NEVER give a dollar, to the good doctor — Reverend Creflo Dollar
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| Fuck dat! |
| Befo' I do dat
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| I’d join Mason Betha’s church and quit rap
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| I’d hang out with Murder INC. and sing 50 Cent raps
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| 50 Cent raps; |
| I’d rather let Eminem call me 50 niggas
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| Than break bread wit a rich nigga readin scripture
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| By the way, if you’re Aryan Nation — FUCK Hitler, FUCK Hitler!
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| That’s to let ya know I didn’t forget ya
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| Let me make ya bad day a worst day
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| Me and Hitler got the same damn birthday
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| That cracker dead, that’s my God-damn birthday
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| Go shorty, go shorty
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| FUCK a protest, I got a Glock 40
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| Unlike these bougie niggas, I ain’t braggin
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| FUCK killin blacks, I’m down for toe taggin Grand Dragon, Grand Dragon |