Push! - Black Mask lyrics

rate me

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Black hearts for these hoes

Black roses for my foes

Black clock nigga black mask

Got fast money never slow down

I'm outside tryina make a buck

Tryina get it to it, all my fingers paper cut

Cashed out 65 still ain't make enough

My other strip did 5 still ain't make enough

I need all my niggas papered up

So I hustle like the 12 men to make the cut

These bird niggas, all these dudes fake as fuck

I say what's quacking and I have the duck tape them up

He was napping, time to wake him up

Get the package now it's time to break them up

Line you up real nice get you tapered up

We bout to bust like soda when it's shaken up

Little homie is you ready?

Big chrome magetti, turn your t shirt spaghetti

That 50 cal want a new 50 now

Stand up nigga, Jesus Christ couldn't sit me down

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Black hearts for these hoes

Black roses for my foes

Black clock nigga black mask

Got fast money never slow down

They say money's the root of evil

That's the love of money it does something to people

And all men they created fucking equal

Cause where I'm from if you a pussy you don't eat dupe

Specially living life for legal

If you ain't down to ride homie you'll be see through

In a split second boy it's either fight or fly

Make the wrong decision chump you might die tonight

Been real all my life so don't call me a rapper

They say I play foul so they call me a hacker

When them niggas from 4... with 2 chainz

Or 2pac with 4 glocks and bruce wayne

And 2 case, but a rebirth for the great Christopher Wallace

Back with a new frame

Blue flame, hot your truth maine

Get back to brat, live your roof stained, maine

x 2

Black hearts for these hoes

Black roses for my foes

Black clock nigga black mask

Got fast money never slow down