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tracy t - black out lyrics

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feat. trae tha truth

(intro)
lemme show ya
lemme show ya
lemme show ya

(hook)
i’mma show you how to do sumthin’
p-ssy n-gg- ain’t gon’ do nuttin’
i’m around killaz and they round with the mac out
i’m around killaz, betta hope they don’t black out
i’mma show you how to do sumthin’
p-ssy n-gg- ain’t gon’ do nuttin’
i’m around killaz and they round with the mac out
i’m around killaz, betta hope they don’t black out

(verse)
yung n-gg-, so i live round the killaz and robbers
with hand guns and choppers that waitin’ on the word
jump, get served, like you through n-gg-
betta two shots, hundid worth for twos, n-gg-
big gun heart, lot of sh-t overdue, n-gg-
toss lick, overdue, that might be you, n-gg-
in a slide, neva make a movie wit the two, n-gg-
(bang, bang, bang)
f-ck y’all n-gg-s think i’ve been
f-ck, y’ain’t ready no paper in
i stand tall with the best of ’em
left snares and the ? with the rest of ’em
play hard, body parts get broke down
just a warrant, n-gg- didn’t know, but i bet he know now
i’mma show you where the streets talkin’
how to mute a n-gg- when the streets talkin’

(hook)
i’mma show you how to do sumthin’
p-ssy n-gg- ain’t gon’ do nuttin’
i’m around killaz and they round with the mac out
i’m around killaz, betta hope they don’t black out
i’mma show you how to do sumthin’
p-ssy n-gg- ain’t gon’ do nuttin’
i’m around killaz and they round with the mac out
i’m around killaz, betta hope they don’t black out

(verse)
came for the streets, a b-tch i won’t be
black p many, record like a p3
i hear a n-gg- talkin’, i bet he won’t see me
alissa made his crib, but she lost 3d
if he get away, i get him, no fees
plus, i be gettin’ this paper, no trees
i pretend she ain’t gonna see sh-t
got a six foot &-() gonna zip that sh-t with no keys
bet you never seen a hundid n-gg-s blacked out
chest first, neva seen a n-gg- black out
you get that act right, n-gg-, if you act out
i fin’ the weave on a b-tch, get her packed out
i’m in the hood, tell the n-gg-s i’m a murderer
where ya killas at n-gg- i ain’t heard of ya
and f-ck later, i’ma get it earlier
i’m from the gutta where my n-gg-s play it dirtier
i pull up plexin’, end up flexin’
ain’t sh-t you got that’s gonna end tuss this texan
all that took, talk to essays ?
goin’ pro with the twos, this ain’t no session
ah, picture that, i’m a fool, n-gg-
i’m in a all black van, play it cool, n-gg-
i been an -sshole ever since school, n-gg-
i don’t gas no bricks, take fuel, n-gg-

(hook)
i’mma show you how to do sumthin’
p-ssy n-gg- ain’t gon’ do nuttin’
i’m around killaz and they round with the mac out
i’m around killaz, betta hope they don’t black out
(bang, bang, bang)(bang, bang, bang)
i’mma show you how to do sumthin’
p-ssy n-gg- ain’t gon’ do nuttin’
i’m around killaz and they round with the mac out
i’m around killaz, betta hope they don’t black out

(interlude)
i get the kind of money that would change n-gg-s
i get the kind of money that would change n-gg-s
i get the kind of money that would change n-gg-s
and it’s still really wrong with the flame, n-gg-
i get the kind of money that would change n-gg-s



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