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Lyrics:
(Hook) B.L.A.C.K.R.O.B.
I got a, freaky, freaky, freaky lil flow Lock the town like Fidel Castro Went straight to jail, did not pass go (Aiyyo Black can we ask you a question?), no Now back to live action, dust my shoulders off on this track, Im just practicing And I aint even at my maximum, imagine if I was, this is for the love Ladies and gentlemen, kids of all ages Youre about to go on a ride with the wild and outrageous So buckle your seatbelts, my heats felt All in the ghetto, the dominator, Darth Vader creator Officializing, signed and sealed, dot delivered Minute, if he dont get no bigger We never left, naw, we took a break off You all tucked in? We about to take off
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Now theres a rumor being spread about me and the team And a couple wild brothers outta 115 Yall might not have heard it, some cat got murdered Now everybody walking around all shady nervous I aint sweatin that, bout to do a show in San Antonio (Then what?), then fly back home I calls guy on the phone, they had a car at the airport Somethin with a chick chaffeur, butt naked in the full length fur Its on and popping, work it baby aint no stopping Bad Boy is in the building, honeys catching feeling Now we rated number one, now, sales through the ceiling People had faith in Rob Im on that and run the point like Jason (Kidd), god Its one thing to be all hood I guess its safe to say, (what?), so far so good Black
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Downtown we winding down, last call for alcohol Scoop up your girl Youve never seen this before, thats a Bentely Four Fresh out the store, this should be against the law Party dont stop, cant stop, wont stop Hit the bootlegger, pint of Rock And Im a get smart through the hollerin Long as she doin less talkin and more swallowin Now Black is what they hollerin out in the east How he wont go away like permanent crease And this is how I murder the streets A lotta dudes is mad when Im just trying to get a bite to eat I dont care if yall just two-step to do the hustle This is New York rapping, bring me some New York muscle See me in the club, its nothin but love Love the way I position myself to rise above Black
(Hook)
One more time baby
(Repeat Hook)
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