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can't deny it - allblack lyrics

[verse 1: allblack]
i got [?] like [?]
chase a n*gga down like [?]
22nd on my back, do [?]
pop the [?], go [?] i’m too wavey
[?] no nation, my young boys gon’ blow for me
for i rolled the dice, i told the b*tch to blow for me
dusty rose popping sh*t, my son [?]
sock in her mouth, shut her up like [?]
if they tell you what i did, believe them
take the sword, stab him out, [?]
keep on reaching, i’ma teach him
this money ain’t sh*t, if i don’t got my freadom
i’m marlo, these n*ggas avon
in detroit balling hard, like i’m [?]
f*ck zimmerman, rip trevon
only person that i oah is [?]
do a song with a rapper, steal his fans
a.c.d.c., i’m a rock fan
justin bieber, i’m a pop fan
long [?] fall off, [?] tall can
rocking airforses like a st. lunatic
my pants and shirt ripped, these n*ggas oah me sh*t
i feel like they my clones, on some rick and mordy sh*t
double extra large, [?] 30 [?]
long [?] with atachments, my b*tch built like a rifle
story of samson, [?] read the bible
cregslist the b*tch, i sold her with the pink [?]
mixed the perk with the tesla, i’m sipping on [?]
[verse 2: 22nd jim]
and this money ain’t sh*t, if i ain’t got my people
rip [?], rip [?] sh*t i been through, wouldn’t believe it
i done been through some rough stuff, just tryna get me a couple
i done put trophies on the shelf, when i was fresh out the huddle
i guess these n*ggas mad at me, because this sh*t on my back
well connected, well respected, i got paper to match
she ask me why these hoes [?] from ricky
i got my foot on n*ggas’ necks, and now they can’t do nothing with me
i’m getting [?] let my young n*ggas run it
and when it come down to this trap sh*t, n*ggas name it, we done it
i’m sipping on something potent, this b*tch darker than most
you might catch me pouring lines while this b*tch driving the boat
but on some other sh*t, i need some sh*t to take serious
i need a b*tch that’s on her sh*t, the other n*ggas can’t get near her
and i pay whatever tab, keep them broke b*tches mad
doing the dash, got these b*tches out here mad

- allblack lyrics

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