Coffin
Rappers talking
He don't mind he laughs it off em
Back up off em
Warning he don't know, bitch we gone blow like the blast in Boston
Magic johnson we ain't got no aids
I mix the tape like trapaholics
Flip a brick n pimp the system, bitches stripping, niggas grilling, basket ballin
Happens often!
I done seen another black put black in the blackest coffin
I seen a white give em life and I'm like being blacks a coffin
Some even go runnin and you kno comin back a cost em
Fuck it, we still tryna live nigga!
We dont play, can't have mama worry bout bills she won't pay
Why would you test the god I got the rest of ya favorite lookin like he ok
The king go ape, ceaser shit, he convinced he fuckin wit me no way
Tryna make my house the throan and I'm bout my own
They like how could you be so fake?
Man fuck yall!
And that trash ass shit ya stole from the junkyard
Ya can keep that bullshit from ours
Man matter fact ware the hell is the trump wall?
You can get off my dick if you want said that shit from the jump
When yo finally gone jump off?
Niggas duck sauce!
Sweet n sour, speak the loudest
Won't make a gun talk
You ain't war ready, you ain't tryna rob from the rich and give to the poor ready
I ain't like you, I kno I couldn't be more ready
Bitch I'm ready to die whenever the lord tell me
Man im too eager to eat the food out a porks belly
Whippin in a Ford cuz niggas cudnt afford chevy
Ima G-MC
The hood tryna see him eat
So dine I might like TNT
Believe in me I kno you wanna
Deceiving me we'll grow to haunt ya
Keep the treason ova yonder
Or leave the team for hoe misconduct
We die by a code of honor
Fuck the world we hope to conquer
The plates is green no cilantro
Haters green and so's the ganja
Rappers talking
He don't mind he laughs it off em
Back up off em
Warning he don't know, bitch we gone blow like the blast in Boston
Magic johnson we ain't got no aids
I mix the tape like trapaholics
Flip a brick and pimp the system, bitches stripping, niggas grilling, basket ballin
Happens often!
I done seen another black put black in the blackest coffin
I seen a white give em life and I'm like being blacks a coffin
Some even go runnin and you kno comin back a cost em
Fuck it, we still tryna live nigga!
He don't mind he laughs it off em
Back up off em
Warning he don't know, bitch we gone blow like the blast in Boston
Magic johnson we ain't got no aids
I mix the tape like trapaholics
Flip a brick n pimp the system, bitches stripping, niggas grilling, basket ballin
Happens often!
I done seen another black put black in the blackest coffin
I seen a white give em life and I'm like being blacks a coffin
Some even go runnin and you kno comin back a cost em
Fuck it, we still tryna live nigga!
We dont play, can't have mama worry bout bills she won't pay
Why would you test the god I got the rest of ya favorite lookin like he ok
The king go ape, ceaser shit, he convinced he fuckin wit me no way
Tryna make my house the throan and I'm bout my own
They like how could you be so fake?
Man fuck yall!
And that trash ass shit ya stole from the junkyard
Ya can keep that bullshit from ours
Man matter fact ware the hell is the trump wall?
You can get off my dick if you want said that shit from the jump
When yo finally gone jump off?
Niggas duck sauce!
Sweet n sour, speak the loudest
Won't make a gun talk
You ain't war ready, you ain't tryna rob from the rich and give to the poor ready
I ain't like you, I kno I couldn't be more ready
Bitch I'm ready to die whenever the lord tell me
Man im too eager to eat the food out a porks belly
Whippin in a Ford cuz niggas cudnt afford chevy
Ima G-MC
The hood tryna see him eat
So dine I might like TNT
Believe in me I kno you wanna
Deceiving me we'll grow to haunt ya
Keep the treason ova yonder
Or leave the team for hoe misconduct
We die by a code of honor
Fuck the world we hope to conquer
The plates is green no cilantro
Haters green and so's the ganja
Rappers talking
He don't mind he laughs it off em
Back up off em
Warning he don't know, bitch we gone blow like the blast in Boston
Magic johnson we ain't got no aids
I mix the tape like trapaholics
Flip a brick and pimp the system, bitches stripping, niggas grilling, basket ballin
Happens often!
I done seen another black put black in the blackest coffin
I seen a white give em life and I'm like being blacks a coffin
Some even go runnin and you kno comin back a cost em
Fuck it, we still tryna live nigga!
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Writer(s): Taryn Bush
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