Black On Black (feat. Young Jeezy & Kevin Gates)

Sup, nigga, huh?

You know what this shit is?

Stay down and come up, (damn right)

Street niggas is street niggas alike

It ain't even one way, nigga (two niggas most)

Stay down until you come up, nigga

Four songs, nigga, (Blood Money, let's go)

Everythin' wrong, this can't be right

Man, it's so much, this can't be life (yeah)

Shit get real, me and K. on back

(Stay on back, nigga, do what you gotta do)

Never came back in that black on black

I still do it for them niggas with them bricks on bricks

I still do it for them niggas with them nicks on nicks

Let me tell you how real niggas pull a rebound back

See I never came back in that black on black

Nigga come through for a nine and a half

I'ma tell him ain't nothin' left

Nigga need an eight, tell him everythin' straight

All they gotta do it wait, tell a nigga I'm a Chef

How you think a nigga went and got that race?

Could have went to jail but I bought that case

Lawyer came through, told him it's about time

Jim Carrey to the Rollie, I just switch that switch

Put 10 karats on my daughter ear, fuck it

She deserved every rock, I done sold out in public

Do anythin' for my Destiny's Child

She a Beyoncé, never be LeToya Luckett

Black on black, checkerboard Louis luggage

On a PJ feelin' like Warren Buffett

With the Minnesota Twins, ain't no Kirby Puckett

Let the shade fear clouds, tell Aaliyah that I love her

Back and forth in a Lear

My grandmother say I never see her

She want me come home on Thanksgivin'

Cause I'm black on black like, yeah

Black on black to my dear

Black on black in my ear

Black Maserati that I gave to my mama

Right hand to the throttle, she can't even find the gears

Everythin' wrong, this can't be right

Man, it's so much, this can't be life (yeah)

Shit get real, me and K. on back

(We gotta do what we gotta do, you feel me)

Never came back in that black on black

I still do it for them niggas with them bricks on bricks

(Talk to 'em, homie)

I still do it for them niggas with them nicks on nicks

(Stay down until you come up)

Let me tell you how them real niggas pull a rebound back

(How you bounce back nigga, nigga do what?)

See I never came back in that black on black

Hold up, hold up, hold up

Shit get real, we don't fold up

This is what I told myself in my grandma's kitchen

At the table, nigga, choppin' my blow up

Said she want to sell more like my father

Same time, had me for a couple dollars

Yeah, I'm 'bout to put on

And now I'm 'bout to kill these niggas

So you might not see me 'til tomorrow'

'Til I get it, then my palms start itchin'

Soon I hit the block, then my bong gone missin'

See, I'm 'bout to take me a trip to the other side of town

And I'm goin' there to find me a chicken

Yeah, I got a nigga in the spot with a nine right now

So, I'm goin' there to sell him a pigeon

My parents told me that the money is the root of all evil

I said it is then a lil' more

If I had to be precise, tell you two things about life

Niggas win everyday, niggas fail every night

I say, "Now, Oprah got a billion dollars

And you know what near her"

Type of shit I tell myself while starin' in the mirror

What!

Everythin' wrong, this can't be right

Man, it's so much, this can't be life (yeah)

Shit get real, me and K. on back

(We gotta do what we gotta do, you feel me)

Never came back in that black on black

I still do it for them niggas with them bricks on bricks

(Talk to 'em, homie)

I still do it for them niggas with them nicks on nicks

(Stay down until you come up)

Let me tell you how them real niggas pull a rebound back

(How you bounce back nigga, nigga do what?)

See I never came back in that black on black

Met man named George, straight drop, no whippin'

Electric off, everything's boilin' in the fridge

I ain't bathed in a week, I was smellin' like pickles

Street showin' no pities, still gettin' to the business

? Break it down, sell nickels

Had to ball him out of jail, blew the money on the bail

When flat, bounced back from a 30-cent flipper

I don't even know a nigga livin' how I'm livin'

I don't even know how many times I've been to prison

Shit get gangsta, we call ...

Bought two things, had the third one off issue

Two-fifty-two on the scale, that's a nino

Eighteen sales, five hundred-four grams

Add an extra gram when you weigh it with the ...

Real rap talk, keep it real, don't believe you

When you get out of line, swear to God, I'ma leave you

Dirks cuts the water 'fore they kick a nigga dope

Try to flush it down the toilet but the dope just flow

Tear gas from the cannon

Everybody scramblin', but I ain't the one to panic

Double homicide, broad day, that's my jacket

Tried to bird feed, cut through on my jacket

And I take change, I'm a serve when they askin'

Come from out of town, I'ma test, none or less

Everythin' wrong, this can't be right

Man, it's so much, this can't be life (yeah)

Shit get real, me and K. on back

(We gotta do what we gotta do, you feel me)

Never came back in that black on black

I still do it for them niggas with them bricks on bricks

I still do it for them niggas with them nicks on nicks

Let me tell you how them real niggas pull a rebound back

(How you bounce back nigga, nigga do what?)

See I never came back in that black on black

It's okay, daddy, I'm not scared

I know baby, the rest of the world is