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Niggas do a lot of shootin', niggas do a lot of shootin' Niggas shoot off at the mouth Niggas shoot pool, niggas shoot craps Niggas cut around the corners and shoot down the street Niggas shoot sharp glances at white women Niggas shoot dope into their arm Niggas shoot guns and rifles on New Year's Eve A New Year that is coming in where white police will do more shooting at them Where are niggas when the revolution needs some shots? Rollin' with my nigga, rich niggas, these is my nigga rolls Jesus was a nigga, my nigga killed 'em, my nigga rose I know you love me runnin' the jewels, but these my nigga flows Love 'em like that dumb spit pimp love that nigga ho And that's word to Michael in Fresh, the realest niggas know That's the movies niggas should watch, fuck Scarface and Blow You still talkin' New Jack City, that's why you niggas poor I open Greenwood to show niggas that we is more Than stickin' green under the beams in mama's wooden floor And I know some secrets that negro leaders'll never know I was in cahoots with the spooks that sat by master's door When the revolution let loose, they cuttin' master's throat Ayy, in the eighties as babies, we sold master's dope Labeled us a nuisance, they used the courts like noose and rope Us poorer nigga babies We gave ourselves to slavery Letras de cancionesNigga rich, we made it We should be celebrated Oh, run up them millions Oh, then build a village Oh, then make your own rules Fuck what they told you Don't let 'em own you Black and bright, black as night, black and brilliant Walk by faith, not by sight, stand resilient Truth always comes to life, time reveals it Time reveals it Black like my name, nigga, shit what I know I don't make friends, hop out and then I go I don't pick sides, only my niggas and they niggas We gon' turn the streets from projects into pillars Pray all of my niggas organize and strategize Enemies are lurkin' 'round the way like camouflage I'ma be a nigga, get the picture 'fore I die This is not a film, this is real, realize Forty-three for combat, hit 'em right in they contact All my niggas abstract and we tight like we compact Niggas carjack 'cause they jampacked and sidetracked Came through our hoods, they ransacked, we pushed back Black like my skin, woah, black like a Benz, woah Black like my friends, you see black in the end, woah Don't parlay with opps, but I can if you kinfolk Got it like a syndrome, nothin' rich as my skin tone Yeah Know we really should be celebrated But like everything else, we gotta fight for it, so I'ma put on the gloves Let me state it, I real-estated when others hated Born at Grady, a bastard baby, the single lady I beat the odds, without God, I probably wouldn't have made it It's underwhelmin' to be so overly underrated But still they witnessin' all the riches of nigga richness Singin' and dancing's essentially just a nigga business But nigga business can turn niggas on to bigger business They used to own us, but now we owners, that's independence My phone is figures, I talked to Randell 'bout bigger figures I told him, "I want a hundred mill'," he said, "Think bigger" Fuck livin' average, I had to go savage to get lavish I went from wearin' them leanin' that matches eyes embarrassed And now I move through the Louvre smooth when I'm in Paris My jewelry flashy, my shirts is garish, I'm drippin' ashes On finest fabrics while in the back of a German carriage Same birth date as Hitler, but fuck him, I'm a nigga Black like my skin, woah, black like a Benz, woah Black like my friends, you see black in the end, woah Don't parlay with opps, but I can if you kinfolk Got it like a syndrome, nothing rich as my skin tone Oh, run up them millions Oh, then build a village Oh, then make your own rules Fuck what they told you Don't let 'em own you Black and bright, black as night, black and brilliant Walk by faith, not by sight, stand resilient Truth always comes to life, time reveals it Time reveals it Ooh Love, said, love Said, me From Letras Mania