flipping 4-4's but I bet he ain't tipping Dick riding the slab from the grain that I'm gripping hollow tips in the clip might leave a nigga limping Flag
The walkie talkies them D-E-T's had, black, they was rated P.G. Run, I will not give up, no, quick flag the car down Take me to.. Ghost here they come
, made track look easy The walkie talkies them D-E-T's had, black, they was rated P.G Run, I will knock your bug, no, quick flag the car down Take me
up iced down a cool ambition Just to relax and let the six-pack summer roll Slow and steady, I'm so ready Uh, oh another six-pack summer
a sidewalk with four old men slappin' dominos down a city, a village, a neighborhood, a ghost town I saw vandals catching tags and Puerto Rican flags
foot six, body thick, hair silky She could make the hardest man melt and turn milky Bugged out shit, one eye was hazel, one was blue Lips fully packed
triple six with the kiss got my soul searching When I awoke I choked on a cloud of smoke It was a dream and in my dream, I seen a black crow... [Chorus
tell me Going to a go go, everybody Going to a go go It doesn't matter if you're black It doesn't matter if you're white Take a dollar fifty A six pack
me Going to a go go, everybody Going to a go go It doesn't matter if you're black It doesn't matter if you're white Take a dollar fifty A six pack
made track look easy The walkie talkies them D-E-T's had, black, they was rated P.G Run, I will knock your bug, no, quick flag the car down Take me to