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young roddy - king pin lyrics

[intro: chris rock]
tired of n-gg-s!
tired, tired, tired, tired, tired of n-gg-s man!
d-mn man! you know what the worst thing about n-gg-s?
n-gg-s always want some credit for some shit they supposed to do
for some shit they just supposed to do
a n-gg- will brag about some shit a normal man just doesn’t
a n-gg- will say some shit like, “i take care of my kids.”
you’re supposed to, you dumb motherf-cker!

[verse 1: young roddy]
uh-
i trade it all for a piece of mind
my baby mama tripping said i’m wastin my time
said i need to quit this rap shit and find myself a job
where da love? where da love? they gone shoot a n-gg- down
you climb up out that bucket they gone pull that n-gg- down
she claimin she my n-gg- man that used to be my realm
but like this one track i made
charge it to the game
had to get it out the mud
they say hard work pay
and i can’t even lie i been working like a slave
i turn water into wine, i turn crumbs into bread
and i know any day could be a n-gg- last day
got some shit in my vault that i’ma take to my grave
but on another note don’t get me twisted like no dread
from a city where dem n-gg-s ain’t playin they just sprayin
tryna come up bit it feel like you walk in that quicksand
this lil man sure got some big plans

[hook x2:]
this da come up
this da come up
this da come up
the come up
this da come up
this da come up
the come up
this da come up
this da come up
the come up
this da come up

[verse 2:]
uh-
b-tch, i’m a king pin with this ink pen
i’m so hood, khaled i shoulda made that remix
its bling bling with these 10 jesus pieces
was raised in that church house my grandpa was a deacon
you swimmin’ in that water don’t get eaten
you beefin’ with them n-gg-s don’t get caught sleepin’
i spit crack boy my flow should be illegal n-gg-
whip it whip it this c-ke’ll take a beatin’
cool n-gg- but i roll with my heater
fly n-gg- spread my wings like an eagle
used to ride dirty with john-john in his regal
uncle bull said “don’t ever bite that hand that feed you”
even a preacher gotta practice where they preachin’
that 949 boy them n-gg-s getting leavin
one life to life so i roll with my nina
hopin that’ll save me, in the hood ain’t shit gravy, but

[hook x2:]

[outro:]
uh-
i’m a kingpin win this ink pen
cali i shoulda made that remix
bling bling with these 10 jesus pieces

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