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seymour black - 4920 lyrics

[ray page]
let me demonstrate
hut one, hut two – you n-gg-s in the way
i light up ‘for i penetrate – get right up when i finish
and i don’t do the dinner dates
i’m a red wing when i skate

[seymour]
how i’m still alive?
almost 25 – but i’m doing 90 on the interstate
find me with that syrup drank
a whole lot of diesel in my tank – let it marinade
i wrote yo girl a serenade
she met me at the bottom of this bottle

[ray page]
but i been off this hennessy

[seymour black]
this weed help me elevate – i gotta

[ray page]
cause i started from the bottom
5-1-7, let my n-gg-s know i got em
pop one, pop two

[seymour black]
f-ck worrying bout me, n-gg-
worry bout you
see us when we come through
so thats pay-per-view

[ray page]
then i come through and ball like the lakers do
i be late, i debate curfews – ray page, i am major news
young n-gg- did you pay your dues?
should’ve made your move

[seymour black]
now everytime i move, that’s a major move
got views you should savor, flavors
just something light for my haters

[ray page]
and this for the fans
f-ck the police, they p-ssed that i ran
i done had bags, i done ran through some bands
good genes n-gg- you could see it through my lens
caught a n-gg- slippin, you know how the rest go

[seymour black]
mm, o.k., lets go
flow so sick sound like i caught a chest cold
i’m from the land of the gun show
ya man just a bird – baby, i’m the head honcho
please, mami, please throw it down like repunzel
the man of ya dreams, got you hoping that it come true
n-gg-s still frontin
got somebody who could front two white bags
get it right back if you want to
but i had to get it poppin just for you
my city love me like i’m coming home from school
my city love me like i ball for msu
ray page in the paint, imma throw the alley-oop

[ray page]
if i said it, it’s the truth
f-cking with my dudes you done stepped into a noose
pour another pint, let the dog loose
you the cops – ohh! i dissapear – poof!
caught me with ya b-tch, you say thats your lover
i call lemon squeeze you gone need some d-mn cover
r-r-real rap, did i f-ckin stutter?
put me on the track, now i’m danny glover
city on my back, they don’t even love ya
when you where i’m at, ain’t no one above ya
east side of the jack where a young n-gg- struggled
i ain’t never throw it in – i ain’t fold – i ain’t buckle
f-ck em

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