Letra

Yeh Yeh yeh yeh yeh yeh yeeeehh Good Job Three Swnrv R T B Uncle Rickey can you tell us a bedtime story Please pretty pretty please Alright alright Pretty pretty please Well once upon a time not long ago There was this bro He was told cause He's black there's limits where he could go When his eyes was closed an angel told him You in control So stop the trippin and playin victim and you go Don't let them stop you from being woke No handouts go get it on your own Don't let them turn a king into a joke Don't worry about them tripping cause you're independent If they ain't happy for you they suspicious Real ones ain't meant to fit in Cut them off give a damn if they offended Smith and Wesson for the envious Tick tock can't turn the hands back on your clock Go Nonstop look them in the eye and tell them watch When they try to keep you down I'm a lift you up Don't let that corny shit they think hot get you popped WOAH Uncle Rickey was that a real story? Can you tell us another one? Please pretty pretty please OK lay back down Let me tell you about a dog named Snoopy Who met up on the rooftop with the dog named goofy Who was always doing something stupid When he was a puppy he got caught up for looting And end up shooting Rata, Tata, Tata And everybody scattered The cops He dodged the block Then he realized what he got Ain't what he thought Facing forty over a fake Rollie Now G shocked They got him locked up Over that blaka blaka Pop Pop
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