Black 2

Mm-hmm, mm-hmm, yup Sound 'bout right, oh no, that sound, that sound 'bout right Ah-huh yeah, no you ain't, you ain't never tell a lie You ain't told a lie (yeah, uh) Everybody wanna be an athlete (athlete) Everybody wanna rap on beats (rap on beats) Everybody wanna eat watermelon and fried chicken But sorry it's a black thing (it's a black thing) Everybody wanna hit after me (after me) Watch your back, 'cause they after me (after me) Got different women up in my living room tryna measure my dick Maybe it's a black thing (it's black thing) Don't sub-tweet at me (at me) We used to kickin' freestyles in the backseat (backseat) We used to ditch classrooms, did it gladly Louis V'on, sell drugs in the alley, yeah Finally got a pot I can piss in Workin' overtime, and you could tell if you listened I don't wanna find or divide or division I been gettin' high niggas, it's a black thing (it's a black thing) Back shots 'til she knock me (knock me) I be on new shit, so they copy, the divide tree Blew her head in, watch me, nigga, don't watch TV (don't watch TV) You can get it all on CD (CD), vinyl is homicidal Every time you at my residual I will serve you like appetizers You should know nigga, I'm your idol, I'm your idol now Grew up in the west, bumpin' Dogg, Pound and Jigga Everybody wanna be black, don't nobody wanna be a nigga Feel like Malcolm X, peekin' outside my window Everybody wanna be black, but don't nobody wanna be a nigga Everybody tryna get dreads and shit, but they ain't African All the light girls gettin' the tan so they can darken they skin I'm sorry, it's a black thing (it's a black thing) I don't give a fuck, yeah I said the shit, with the rhetoric Everybody wanna design something for Louis Vuitton Baby, it's a black thing (it's black thing) Blacked out in the backseat in the black Jeep listening to Black by me (by me) You can catch me at Taste of Soul eating on gumbo with the black IP Black on black on black, nigga, I'm back on back on track My shit black owned, if you aren't a nigga then you can't say nigga It's a black thing (it's a black thing) Spike Lee do the right thing (right thing) Don't step on my Nikes, just got these Go rogue for the neck piece, nigga, yep in my white tee (yep) Know you wanna be just like me, huh? 'Til the police wanna lock me up Chevy on creep black Airforce 1's We just gon' beat 'em, we just gon' be You can ask about me Grew up in the west, bumpin' Dogg, Pound and Jigga Everybody wanna be black, don't nobody wanna be a nigga Feel like Malcolm X, peekin' outside my window Everybody wanna be black, but don't nobody wanna be a nigga, uh