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malik yusef - all day negus (remix) lyrics

all day n-gg- (x2)
i protest that police ball, all day n-gg-
show up in dc on that mall, all day n-gg-
how long they take when yo -ss call, all day n-gg-
how long them weapons be on draw, all day n-gg-

how long they sit and watch you die, all day n-gg-
yo po watch yo momma cry, all day n-gg-
this sh-t don’t happen just to chi, all day n-gg-
this sh-t, world worldwide, all day n-gg-

i’m a dismayed n-gg-, rockin’ winter clothes and this may n-gg-
climate change real, this sh-t cray n-gg-
a sway freestyle gimme tall pay n-gg-

i ain’t get no help from kanye n-gg-
i’m kiddin’ i was at his crib the other day n-gg-
talkin’ business in the room where nore play n-gg-
i’m a war chant as long as it’s a djembe n-gg-

police can’t play with me, i don’t let em talk to me no kinda way
i’m on the block where i say i be, knowledge still getting dropped on the 808s
i be out in hollywood still safe in them 100s
imma sure up 50 racks was an off day n-gg-
fake denzel off a training day n-gg-
we ain’t finna act like we finna play witcha

i’m a marcus garvay n-gg-
soldier of love like sade n-gg-
ya don’t wanna do this the hard way n-gg-
murder m-th- f-ckas in broad day n-gg-
put my southside story on broadway n-gg-
let the fat lady sing what your broad weigh n-gg-
get her -ss ran through like the hallway n-gg-
cops wildin out as always n-gg- (as always)

(chorus)
all day n-gg-
my momma hit them with her purse
they k!lled her son to death
they told her she will get hers if she don’t disperse

let me talk at that police-men’s ball, all day n-gg-
show up on dc at that mall, all day n-gg-
how long they take when yo -ss call, all day n-gg-
how long them weapons be on draw, all day n-gg-
how long they sit and watch you die, all day n-gg-
that po watch you momma cry, all day n-gg-
you off that henno please don’t drive, all day n-gg-
f-ck a n-gg- up bad on the p-ssenger side, all day n-gg-

we tryna save our streets boy, they tryna turn this b-tch out
we getting slayed in them streets boy, we getting aired the f-ck out
we from the bottom like drake boy, rough riders wild out
i ain’t no light skinned slave boy, f-ck yo m-th- f-ckin house

right now, looking at us real sus right now
i swear, n-gg-s in a fight right now
black history every month right now
leave you running forest gump right now
they try to charge me with the pump right now
who looking after gramps and the grammys that’s us right now
twenty five eight three sixty six
tryna put me in my grave
i’m showing n-gg-s how to wake up, i’m so king sway
people tellin’ me and ye take it easy
ya n-gg-s couldn’t make us chill with a freeze ray
lockin’ all my n-gg-s up who ain’t done sh-t
imma sum it up real quick
clayton bigsby see some up sum b-tch

(chorus)
all day n-gg-
my momma hit them with her purse
they k!lled her son to death
they told her she will get hers if she don’t disperse
if she don’t disperse, no no no noooo

- malik yusef lyrics

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