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black child – ratchet (50 cent, g-unit, eminem diss) lyrics

[chorus]
you said you wanna bust yo gat
you said you got a automatic
you said you wanna peel my cabbage and my n+ggas too
we don’t believe you
you said you got a big ass ratchet (he was from hollis too, y’all know that right)
and if you did you would’ve blast it
your whole f+ckin’ unit is f+ggots
and you too, (yo) we don’t believe you

[verse 1: sekou 720]
i got a man that ain’t really (uh huh) my man
he’s man man’s man
but man’s like “yo that’s my man” you understand
so i’m f+ckin’ wit this lil chump ass cat (uh)
but i’m thinkin’ he gangsta like he bustin’ his gat
and i mean he had a throwback jersey and some oversize hat wit the durag hangin’ out
he even sold crack
he even tell like “man i sell crack” and he don’t tell the cop lies, he tеllin’ ’em facts (true)
in his house hе had a big picture of some fat cat (uh huh)
and he worship a golden sammy the bull he want his soul back
and this verse came to me like a prophecy said “i ain’t gon’ hold back”
they even got names like curtis jack..son and jerry williams
troy sanders
it ain’t gangsta (ha ha) to snitch on your man man
you ain’t gangtsa if you send me to the can and
my conscience is tellin’ me to get the cann’an
but i’m tryna make a milli’an
and and
can’t stop my progress man
you can’t stop my progress
n+gga
[chorus]
you said you wanna bust yo gat
you said you got a automatic
you said you wanna peel my cabbage and my n+ggas too
we don’t believe you (nah, n+gga)
you said you got a big ass ratchet (ratchet, f+ckin’ f+ggots)
and if you did you would’ve blast it (y’all n+ggas ain’t on y’all block)
your whole f+ckin’ unit is f+ggots (you ain’t around then)
and you too, we don’t believe you

[verse 2: shadow]
yeah, yeah 50 i came through 134 last night
just to put a bullet in yo ass alright
but i ain’t find you not none of ya g+y unit
but it’s gon’ get real when shadow get in to it
mayo you b+tch i’m in queens where you chillin’
came through your block, took a p+ss in your f+ckin’ buildin’
banks, n+gga please, you ain’t nuttin’ to moke out
shoot you right in front of feminem and walk out
i ain’t got no shame in my game, the hawk out
no birkks n+gga come through, you will find out
the blind leadin’ the blind, y’all promotin’ a lie b+tch
got n+ggas locked down long time from y’all sh+t
fount that cop we gon’ prove that you did snitch
the world gon’ see you fake and that’s it
fount that cop we gon’ prove that you did snitch
the world gon’ see y’all a fake and that’s it
g+y b+tch
[chorus]
you said you wanna bust yo gat
you said you got a automatic
you said you wanna peel my cabbage and my n+ggas too
we don’t believe you
you said you got a big ass ratchet
and if you did you would’ve blast it (uh uh)
your whole f+ckin’ unit is f+ggots (yeah)
and you too, we don’t believe you

[verse 3: blackchild]
that 9 named nina n+gga
you ever seen a lil ten millimeter
wit a sk and ak (they don’t want gun play)
y’all freestyle back and forth all day
the 40 cal is always wit me
i keep a slug for five+o and 50
and when the cops come and get me
all they gon’ say is black child is foul, he f+cked up dr. dre
y’all forgot pac said he was g+y (drrrrrreeeeee)
they had him and his homie on video tape
and eminem, i’ll punch him in his motherf+ckin’ face
beat him black and blue and it ain’t about race
my gats just don’t discriminate
all snitch n+ggas must disintegrate
they’ll find your body in a inner city
or outta state, blow your eyes outta face
you outta your place, y’all dyin’ today
n+gga i’ma spit for blood
f+ck banks, n+gga i stick ya up
and lil smurfet
ain’t even worth it, i got place that perfect right beneath the surface
see how f+cked up earth is
and how black child
could spit and just hurt these kids
mayo you couldn’t touch the jack in jail
picture you f+ckin’ wit black while mail ???? crack sales
[chorus]
you said you wanna bust yo gat
you said you got a automatic
you said you wanna peel my cabbage and my n+ggas too
we don’t believe you
you said you got a big ass ratchet
and if you did you would’ve blast it
your whole f+ckin’ unit is f+ggots
and you too, we don’t believe you

[outro: caddillac tah]
yo you’s a funny motherf+cker man
i mean literally you’s a f+ckin’ comedian dog
n+ggas is not even takin’ you serious man
pull your motherf+ckin’ self together man ya unda dig
and for all my real n+ggas out there who ain’t understandin’ why n+ggas ain’t respondin’ to this clown is because dog got statements out there man
yeah this me here real talkin’ dog, your name is on the statement n+gga i saw it
it right there in letterin’ n+gga
it’s……….

- black child lyrics

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