black fortune - rock joint lyrics
[intro]
yeah
black fortune
yeah
[chorus]
n-gg-, i am not gon’ shoot you, i’m gon’ beat your -ss
i’m in your hood every day, this gun on me my p-ss
oh, you a gangster? please don’t make me laugh
her bootyhole was black as sh-t until she bleached her -ss (dirty -ss b-tch)
i’m a stand-up n-gg- even when i’m laying down
and my bullets wet as water, you might f-ck around and drown
put a potato on the forty-five so you don’t hear a sound
i’m an ape in the f-cking traphouse with a pound
[verse 1]
you cannot blink
where i come from, you get shot and then left in a puddle of blood
baby, you stink
hop in the shower, unfortunate you won’t get f-cked in the tub
come to the back
knock on the door two times and we gon’ deliver the drugs
and boy, if you think
that you gon’ rob my traphouse, you gon’ get smoked like a fuzz
you’ll get smoked like a black, hit like a jack
hundred round came out the sack
and i’m in the back collecting the stack
i’m with the shooters and we shooting crack
i put him on wraps
young n-gg- wetted my nose, and all of my slimes say slatt
and when i was locked
i had to call mama’s phone and she didn’t wan’ call on collect
b-tch, i’m a lion, i feel like mufasa
we pulling his cheat card, he an imposter
why he act like a gangster? give him an oscar
and my plug from the middle east, look like osama bin laden
red beams turn you to a target
that ain’t my d-ck, it’s a gun in my joggers
and i’m pimping on pimping, been popping my collar
and b-tch, i like ramen noodles, i don’t eat benihanas
leave a bomb at the front door like i’m the mailman
i got gunpowder in my nose, i can’t smell, man
and my brody want me to ride with the brick like i’m the bale-man
i ain’t gon’ lie, i been drippin’ slime, i’m the snail-man
[chorus]
n-gg-, i am not gon’ shoot you, i’m gon’ beat your -ss
i’m in your hood every day, this gun on me my p-ss
oh, you a gangster? please don’t make me laugh
her bootyhole was black as sh-t until she bleached her -ss (dirty -ss b-tch)
i’m a stand-up n-gg- even when i’m laying down
and my bullets wet as water, you might f-ck around and drown
put a potato on the forty-five so you don’t hear a sound
i’m an ape in the f-cking traphouse with a pound
[verse 2]
yeah, before i put a bag in your bank account
i need you to find them n-gg-s that ain’t f-cking with us and go wipe ’em out
i’ma wipe your nose, better watch your mouth
your baby mama gave me the drop on your spot so i’m ’bout to watch your house
i got big old bags, you sip similac, i’m your dad
i might get a cab or spin a bend inside a minivan, yeah
[chorus]
n-gg-, i am not gon’ shoot you, i’m gon’ beat your -ss
i’m in your hood every day, this gun on me my p-ss
oh, you a gangster? please don’t make me laugh
her bootyhole was black as sh-t until she bleached her -ss (dirty -ss b-tch)
i’m a stand-up n-gg- even when i’m laying down
and my bullets wet as water, you might f-ck around and drown
put a potato on the forty-five so you don’t hear a sound
i’m an ape in the f-cking traphouse with a pound
before i shoot you, i’m gon’ beat your -ss
i’m in your hood every day, this gun on me my p-ss
oh, you a gangster? please don’t make me laugh
her bootyhole was black as sh-t until she bleached her -ss (dirty -ss b-tch)
i’m a stand-up n-gg- even when i’m laying down
and my bullets wet as water, you might f-ck around and drown
put a potato on the forty-five so you don’t hear a sound
i’m an ape in the f-cking traphouse with a pound
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