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Black and White (Remix)


Rick Ross Lyrics

 

Black and White (Remix) Lyrics

Black and White (Remix) by Rick Ross


Young nigga black but he sellin white
Young nigga black but he sellin white
Tear gas all through the night
Niggas thuggin out in Ferguson so get it right
Young nigga black but he sellin white
Young nigga black but he sellin white
Tear gas all through the night
Niggas thuggin out in Ferguson so get it right

The streets ruthless, the coupe roofless, the nine is near
These new niggas get foolish, man, this time of year
My palms itchin, the money clickin, my time is here
Whatever you lookin for, Im sure you can find it here
I rose from the ashes, sleepin on p**sy mattress
Niggas was cuttin classes, ridin Cutlass Classics
The streets we mastered, in BAs and AKs
Aint make it to the NBA but we ball like every day, aye
Word to Trayvon and Mike Brown
Them pigsll gun you down and call it standin they ground
The situation whack, we need a moment of silence
Or violence, Im only being honest
Dont condone it but f**k it, we ridin
Aint goin down without a fight
Middle finger up if they ever try and read me my rights
Hangin out the window screaming F the police
Damn right, a nigga black but he sellin white

Young nigga black but he sellin white
Young nigga black but he sellin white
20 grand a night if you can get it right
Young nigga sitting in the Benz and its white on white
Young nigga black but he sellin white
Young nigga black but he sellin white
20 grand a night if you can get it right

Young nigga sitting in the Benz and its white on white

I can remember my daddy and even daddys pappy
Hidin bricks of the sh*t up in my grannys attic
My uncle stole out the package and daddy beat him savage
And though he beat him, I could tell it was love in the lashes
He looked me deep in my eyes, past the tears and the lashes
Told me, Son, never become a victim of avocs
Like Michael did to Fredo, pops should have had a cabin
But showed too much compassion and unc end up rattin and
Just reminiscin as I package and deliver product
Great men diminish cause snitches often f**kin the plot up
Put dollars on my daddy books, unc, f**k him for life
Third generation black businessman, my product white

Young nigga black but he sellin white
Young nigga black but he sellin white
20 grand a night if you can get it right
Sitting in the Phantom and its white on white

Young nigga black but he sellin white
Young nigga black but he sellin white
20 grand a night if you can get it right
Young nigga sitting in the Benz and its white on white

Coming from nothin, I had to hustle up somethin
I had to get me some paper, I had to pull me a caper
I tucked the Glock in my khakis, I told my b**ch Ill be back
She told me Daddy, be careful, you know all these niggas is rats
Aint no fear in my heart, and aint no lies in my tongue
Wont die broke, I put that on the breath in my lung
All of my clips extended, nothin I lives pretended
They threw a case in my face, but I was safe and defended
As I stomp on the street, on the road less traveled
As I look up to God as he look down on the gravel
I ask for protection, from hammers and gavels
And blasphemous devils, somebody, pass them this message

Young nigga black but he sellin white
Young nigga black but he sellin white
20 grand a night if you can get it right
Sitting in the Phantom and its white on white
Young nigga black but he sellin white
Young nigga black but he sellin white
20 grand a night if you can get it right
Young nigga sitting in the Benz and its white on white

Wanna gun me to the ground like Michael Brown
Settled in the projects, now you knock it down
Now my niggas wanna ride til we all expired
Smoked ounce for my dog on the day he died
Sprayed your name on the walls in the project hall
Died for his red rag so its for the cause
Bullet holes rip the seams in them denim jeans
The Lorraine Motel was a guillotine
Revolutions televised, operation pushed
Held a burden and a prize under George Bush
Burt back home, nigga did a quarter
Rick them all, this is the only thing that prison taught him
Flippin quarters

Young nigga black but he sellin white
Young nigga black but he sellin white
Young nigga black but he sellin white
20 grand a night if you can get it right

Young nigga black but he sellin white
Young nigga black but he sellin white
Young nigga black but he sellin white



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