This
is
for
the
black
ra-dio,
niggas
that
play
C-lo,
always
on
the
d-low,
with
dreams
of
a
kilo,
It's
nice
if
Jordan
hit
the
jumper
on
Craig
Ehlo,
show
a
stranger
love
hate
on
a
brother
we
no,
A
lot
of
niggas
got
killed
because
of
their
ego,
either
over
a
bitch
or
a
couple
of
c-notes,
It's
rough
in
the
g-h-e-t-t-o,
got
to
learn
how
to
hear
no
evil
and
see
no,
I
spit
nothing
but
acid
like
amino,
still
good
for
your
skin
though
like
aveeno,
Honeys
be
amazed
how
my
Hershey
kiss
ring
glow,
miss
being
with
my
grandmother
playing
bingo,
Whole
album
is
crack
not
just
the
singles,
its
garbage
if
u
put
it
on
your
tongue
and
it
don't
tingle,
I
still
be
in
the
hood
nigga
I
let
the
thing
go,
bullets
gone
burn
but
the
razor
gone
sting
though,
Do
this
for
niggas
in
Coxsackie
in
a
swing
yo,
got
a
team
out
in
Louisville
like
Patino,
Kill
you
in
88
minutes
like
Pacino,
connects
show
me
how
to
play
dominos
and
pokeno,
21
nigga
I'm
robbing
all
the
casinos,
name
ring
bells
from
Rikers
Island
to
Chino,
Little
niggas
with
choppers
hopping
out
the
Camino,
who
ever
didn't
get
hit
evacuated
the
scene
yo,
You
know
that
I
don't
fuck
around
let
your
team
no,
or
one
day
when
you’re
out
of
town
I'll
let
your
queen
know,
I
mean
what
I
say
and
I
say
what
I
mean
yo,
send
you
to
the
hospital
first
then
your
spleen
yo,
And
I
ain't
trying
get
funny
money
I
need
mean
dough,
niggas
can't
fuck
with
the
God
come
clean
yo,
I
shit
on
niggas
dreams
yo,
kiss
my
ass
This
is
for
the
black
iPid-od,
niggas
who
still
kid-ar,
those
up
north
in
the
yard
on
the
bid-ar,
Whoever
throw
a
50
of
weed
in
they
cigar,
couldn’t
except
when
the
Jets
got
Brett
Fid-ar,
True
New
Yorker
need
money
like
A-Rid-ar,
get
out
of
ya
place
and
your
face
a
get
skid-ar,
Use
to
blow
weed
with
Big
out
of
the
jid-ar,
ya
man
could
get
pluck
like
a
string
on
the
guitar,
You
could
be
this
year’s
bird
and
get
killed-off,
if
I'm
on
the
road
it's
me
busy
and
hit
hard,
Real
ironic
that
I
get
busy
and
hit
hard,
hop
in
the
big
ass
van
and
drive
fiz-ar,
Real
hood
nigga
so
never
call
me
a
stiz-ar,
more
like
the
sun
and
the
moon
ask
the
giz-ard,
Can't
understand
tight
jeans
big
skid-ars,
niggas
look
half
way
gay
mad
bizarre,
Buck
shot
daily
I'm
up
in
the
juice
bizz-ar,
nice
on
the
mic
like
Cool
G,
Kane,
and
Izzard,
4-4
bulldog
I’m
knocking
a
nigga
rib
off,
12
gauge
shotgun
tearing
a
nigga
lid
off,
Kidnap
a
girlfriend
dropping
a
nigga
kid
off,
connect
with
the
bricks
they
droppin
a
nigga
shit
off,
Drop
top
then
get
it
popping
when
it
skid
off,
Louch,
Kiss,
and
me
is
the
best
who
wanna
spit
off