girls jump for dicks Don't salt the next man, keep that Lindbergh shit Up in the cut, like gay niggaz, in butt I'm black wit indian, my race should be
I heard you were a prankster, ultimate gangster Daytime shooter, night time shankster The phone-tapper, dress a little dapper so you think my color's blacker
they hate my black take Yeah, it's on, and it's packed in the rap race But if ya got a black face, its a rat race I struggle to be rugged and raw, Dukes
go Bono: "Break." Bono: "Turn that guitar up there." Sugar sugar sugar sugar sugar Sugar sugar sugar sugar sugar Sugar sugar sugar sugar sugar Ah, it ain't over child Your racing car
en bats la race sauf des potes, la famille et l'cash Y faut d'la maille, plein d'sky, y faut qu'j'graille, non ? Ecoute, goute mon flow fils, car j'ai
you [Diddy:] Tell me who shot Big (who shot Big) And take the bullets out of 2Pac's ribs (take 'em out) If I could I would reverse the car, reverse
Y Da Streets Still Luv Me Baby Bitch Im From Dade County See Ima 7 Trea, Chevrolet, Impala, Dunk Rider I Blo Ya Doors Off U Race Yo Car Against My Car
die over colors, colors, colors, colors, colors [Verse 2: Sean Kingston] I'm from a world of different colors different faces Different slang different races
sto' a nigga never get enough) I'm a baller and if you want it come and get it now (Nigga come to a race with a car you won't catch up) And the Twista
ashen arms Ice stream prick my sleeping skin She is like the so black time Race on in and never go away She's just like the wind Black car with your
t cough, you gotta take it man If it's a record for smoking I'm 'bout to break it man Me and Luda puffing budda, we in a black Cougar On Zap Judas, you
I put you on a crash course in a smart car Going speeding not relying on the brake pad The car you still drive on the race track So you lying bout your
you on a crash course in a smart car Going speeding not relying on the brake pad The car you still drive on the race track So you lying bout your feelings
dans l'enceinte son epoux pousse les tractions, Reaction debrouillard du dinar au petrodollar, Mais perilleuse comme le detroit de Gibraltar, Black militaire MC habillait en black
'know these colored folks and Negroes Hate to see one of their own succeeding America, suprise us And let a black man guide us What's the black pres
(feat. Kelis) [Nas:] What nigga! What bitch-ass niggas! What! Babe, babe, start the car! [Kelis:] Nasir, come on let's go! Get in the car now, let