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lirik lagu black ops – tae spears

yeah
k!ll a black man then you the opp
i ain′t bout to yell free you from them f*cking cops

if you not for our people then get off the block
you coons dead to me let yo body rot

i don’t need a glock
stick my chest out like mardi gras
dukes up word to pops
jump squares hop scotch
these cats rather grab the gat
that sh*t is wack
my fist go all around they circle
sh*t look like i do the cabbage patch
this ain′t a act
hate fake woke n*ggas that’s in the trap
how you for the people but will serve the same people crack
tip toeing with the mag
selling white boy to blacks
subtracting us with what you add
you dummies need to do the math
divide but you don’t know the half
these white folks can look and laugh
we do they work they sitting back
some n*ggas sell their soul for cash
could never call these n*ggas kings
how they wear them diamond things
but lack light you n*ggas couldn′t shine caked with vaseline
or gasoline spark a match the only way you n*ggas hot
lower tier giving head the only way you n*ggas top
bron james on the block i swear to god you n*ggas flop
n*ggas chase cheese till the trap is the final stop
turn rat give names to cops
on premise that the charge is dropped
by getting they own homies caught
then act like the case was fought
i promise these new n*ggas fraud
from fake chains these n*ggas bought
i′m capping huh?
well let’s play a game called ′swear to god’
i know you can′t
you n*ggas really fake
i’m here to set it straight
like warren g and nate
i give you dogg pound then regulate
you selling weight
then give it to them white boys that′s upstate
you flipping cakes
if it ain’t with frosting then get out the way
this ain’t for play you can never ever say that we relate
i get a plate
i catch and send back home like it′s a double play
you n*ggas rake you go and get a chain so you can look a way
sh*t is g*y yo people starve at home but you just look away
the sh*t is cray but other lost n*ggas give you n*ggas praise
like you a saint
but lil saint had n*ggas dancing in the rain and you the same
get dumb prizes for stupid games
live lies so you to blame
all black lives not the same n*gga

cause
you k!ll a black man then you the opp
i ain′t bout to yell free you from them f*cking cops
if you not for our people then get off the block
you coons dead to me let yo body rot

gun come with the stock
just to focus on yo coon ass
i won’t take the shot just use scopes like a zoom lens
neighborhood watch we see the dumb sh*t you dudes did
we don′t call the cops cause we can handle it on our end
police our on spot you wanna k!ll go to they sh*t
we only build we don’t k!ll the people that we live with
i′m good on any block
every hood feel like the spot
show respect a lot
and treat my ogs like my pops
i’m comfortable as sh*t
know matter if i′m around n*ggas with sticks
or chilling with the kids they k!llers too so i’m taking a risk
it is what it is
that won’t change the way that i give
i′m passionate bout this and fear don′t have a place in where i live
i told y’all that we different
you k!ll from those who match ya pigment
i think you boys is b*tches
never can have peace with you n*ggas
i see the bigger picture
same way the panthers delivered
coupled with the scripture
so when we fall lord forgive us
and i still rep yahweh over everything
believers yelling gang gang
romans had me unashamed
no matter what we rep his name
so evil we don′t tolerate
that’s why i never hesitate to tell a n*gga bout the faith
and still

yeah
you k!ll a black man then you the opp
i ain′t bout to yell free you from them f*cking cops
if you ain’t for our people then get off the block
you coons dead to me let yo body rot

- tae spears

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