Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Black Out, artist - Tracy TDate of issue: 05.09.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Black Out |
| Lemme show ya |
| Lemme show ya |
| Lemme show ya |
| (Hook) |
| I’mma show you how to do sumthin' |
| Pussy nigga ain’t gon' do nuttin' |
| I’m around killaz and they round with the Mac out |
| I’m around killaz, betta hope they don’t black out |
| I’mma show you how to do sumthin' |
| Pussy nigga ain’t gon' do nuttin' |
| I’m around killaz and they round with the Mac out |
| I’m around killaz, betta hope they don’t black out |
| Yung nigga, so I live round the killaz and robbers |
| With hand guns and choppers that waitin' on the word |
| Jump, get served, like you through nigga |
| Betta two shots, hundid worth for twos, nigga |
| Big gun heart, lot of shit overdue, nigga |
| Toss lick, overdue, that might be you, nigga |
| In a slide, neva make a movie wit the two, nigga |
| (Bang, bang, bang) |
| f**k y’all niggas think I’ve been |
| f**k, y’ain’t ready no paper in |
| I stand tall with the best of 'em |
| Left snares and the? |
| with the rest of 'em |
| Play hard, body parts get broke down |
| Just a warrant, nigga didn’t know, but I bet he know now |
| I’mma show you where the streets talkin' |
| How to mute a nigga when the streets talkin' |
| (Hook) |
| I’mma show you how to do sumthin' |
| Pussy nigga ain’t gon' do nuttin' |
| I’m around killaz and they round with the Mac out |
| I’m around killaz, betta hope they don’t black out |
| I’mma show you how to do sumthin' |
| Pussy nigga ain’t gon' do nuttin' |
| I’m around killaz and they round with the Mac out |
| I’m around killaz, betta hope they don’t black out |
| Came for the streets, a bitch I won’t be |
| Black P many, record like a P3 |
| I hear a nigga talkin', I bet he won’t see me |
| Alissa made his crib, but she lost 3D |
| If he get away, I get him, no fees |
| Plus, I be gettin' this paper, no trees |
| I pretend she ain’t gonna see shit |
| Got a six foot &*() gonna zip that shit with no keys |
| Bet you never seen a hundid niggas blacked out |
| Chest first, neva seen a nigga black out |
| You get that act right, nigga, if you act out |
| I fin' the weave on a bitch, get her packed out |
| I’m in the hood, tell the niggas I’m a murderer |
| Where ya killas at nigga I ain’t heard of ya |
| And f**k later, I’ma get it earlier |
| I’m from the gutta where my niggas play it dirtier |
| I pull up plexin', end up flexin' |
| Ain’t shit you got that’s gonna end tuss this Texan |
| All that took, talk to essays? |
| Goin' pro with the twos, this ain’t no session |
| Ah, picture that, I’m a fool, nigga |
| I’m in a all black van, play it cool, nigga |
| I been an asshole ever since school, nigga |
| I don’t gas no bricks, take fuel, nigga |
| (Hook) |
| I’mma show you how to do sumthin' |
| Pussy nigga ain’t gon' do nuttin' |
| I’m around killaz and they round with the Mac out |
| I’m around killaz, betta hope they don’t black out |
| (Bang, bang, bang)(Bang, bang, bang) |
| I’mma show you how to do sumthin' |
| Pussy nigga ain’t gon' do nuttin' |
| I’m around killaz and they round with the Mac out |
| I’m around killaz, betta hope they don’t black out |
| (Interlude) |
| I get the kind of money that would change niggas |
| I get the kind of money that would change niggas |
| I get the kind of money that would change niggas |
| And it’s still really wrong with the flame, nigga |
| I get the kind of money that would change niggas |