"Black Cream" lyrics
Aiyo, what's wrong man? (Ain't na—, man
Yo these niggas over here fronting on me and shit
Talking 'bout I was saying this and that in the '30s
Niggas getting whole shit twisted, like...)
Where them niggas at? Them niggas though be and stay on the block, over here?
(Yeah, son, them niggas... I don't know man...)
Boo! Boo! Boo! Boo! Yo... (yo, who that?)
Yo, it's Tone! Open the fucking door
Tell that nigga (bitch)—tell that nigga Jack to come out
Where Jack at? Jack!
So you said what, now? You got the whole shit twisted
That was the other day, pa, you just like them bitches
Faggot ass niggas, stay bumping they gums
Tell me why you dirty and cops out, you never run
Are you holding something in? That the hood don't know
'cause if you are, get to trucking, bitch, 'cause you gotta go
It's not a threat, it's a promise, I tell you, don't make your mamma feel it
You'll be rocking a toe ring in the morgue, give problems to revealing
Ya'll niggas kill me and ya'll, ya'll know ya'll booty
So please get your punk ass off the street
Please, please, do it for your family
Don't be stupid, don't make me use it
No, lord, 'cause you can't sell here, anymore
Did you think I was playing? When I told you before
You can't come back here, open you up like a pap smear
Acting like you ain't got fear, nigga you get popped here!
Matter fact, I'm a street doctor, take the shot here!
Blaow, yo, I didn't smile, so, take off your jewelry, now then
So what you leg is bleeding here, put this in your mouth and
Chew on the barrel of love, get lost in "lead-you" town
You look thirsty, I should of wet you down
But not now, you hear those sirens crying
Climbing, trying to Save Private Ryan
Bitch, nigga on the floor for lying and he whining
Dimming on niggas, minding your business
Perfect timing for finding bullshit sliders
Swine and sisters, he a wack nigga
Yo these niggas over here fronting on me and shit
Talking 'bout I was saying this and that in the '30s
Niggas getting whole shit twisted, like...)
Where them niggas at? Them niggas though be and stay on the block, over here?
(Yeah, son, them niggas... I don't know man...)
Boo! Boo! Boo! Boo! Yo... (yo, who that?)
Yo, it's Tone! Open the fucking door
Tell that nigga (bitch)—tell that nigga Jack to come out
Where Jack at? Jack!
So you said what, now? You got the whole shit twisted
That was the other day, pa, you just like them bitches
Faggot ass niggas, stay bumping they gums
Tell me why you dirty and cops out, you never run
Are you holding something in? That the hood don't know
'cause if you are, get to trucking, bitch, 'cause you gotta go
It's not a threat, it's a promise, I tell you, don't make your mamma feel it
You'll be rocking a toe ring in the morgue, give problems to revealing
Ya'll niggas kill me and ya'll, ya'll know ya'll booty
So please get your punk ass off the street
Please, please, do it for your family
Don't be stupid, don't make me use it
No, lord, 'cause you can't sell here, anymore
Did you think I was playing? When I told you before
You can't come back here, open you up like a pap smear
Acting like you ain't got fear, nigga you get popped here!
Matter fact, I'm a street doctor, take the shot here!
Blaow, yo, I didn't smile, so, take off your jewelry, now then
So what you leg is bleeding here, put this in your mouth and
Chew on the barrel of love, get lost in "lead-you" town
You look thirsty, I should of wet you down
But not now, you hear those sirens crying
Climbing, trying to Save Private Ryan
Bitch, nigga on the floor for lying and he whining
Dimming on niggas, minding your business
Perfect timing for finding bullshit sliders
Swine and sisters, he a wack nigga
