R.I.P to the competion
Black City bitch, Black Black City bitch
That girl bust it like the New Jack City bitch
Black pretty bitch Selita Ebanks
Money talks so when I talk I be frank
Yeah she plank, face down ass up
Toast to this real shit put your glass up
Who wanna bet they keep up when I gas up
Act like a safe in your ceiling put you cash up
D Twizzy on the freewizzy riding to that There is No Competition Thrizzy
Party scene I'm the black Charlie Sheen
You fake niggas can't even be real for Halloween cause
Black City bitch Black Black City bitch
Black City bitch Black Black City bitch
Black City bitch Black Black City bitch
I keep cash and I got that black with me bitch
Silver emblem two black R's
Who's that in the nice black car
Autopsy came back the results are... cause of death? Bars
Got a killa flow from the llama
Got a killa ho half Columbiana half Dominicana poke out from behind her
Work out a little bit get the rest from her mama
(Niceeee)
Black city bitch black out a 0-3
California King Kush black out from OG
You made your death bed now lay in it
The end is here start saying it
R.I.P to the Competition
We can kill you niggas softly if necessary... suckas
Writer(s): Dijon Mcfarlane, Michael Stevenson
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