Rick Ross

Rick Ross - Black&White (Remix) lyrics

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Young nigga black but he sellin’ white

Young nigga black but he sellin’ white

Tear gas all through the night

Niggas thuggin’ out in Ferguson so get it right

Young nigga black but he sellin’ white

Young nigga black but he sellin’ white

Tear gas all through the night

Niggas thuggin’ out in Ferguson so get it right

The streets ruthless, the coupe roofless, the nine is near

These new niggas get foolish, man, this time of year

My palms itchin’, the money clickin’, my time is here

Whatever you lookin’ for, I’m sure you can find it here

I rose from the ashes, sleepin’ on pissy mattress

Niggas was cuttin’ classes, ridin’ Cutlass Classics

The streets we mastered, in BAs and AKs

Ain’t make it to the NBA but we ball like every day, aye

Word to Trayvon and Mike Brown

Them pigs’ll gun you down and call it standin’ they ground

The situation whack, we need a moment of silence

Or violence, I’m only being honest

Don’t condone it but fuck it, we ridin’

Ain’t goin’ down without a fight

Middle finger up if they ever try and read me my rights

Hangin’ out the window screaming “F the police”

Damn right, a nigga black but he sellin’ white

Young nigga black but he sellin’ white

Young nigga black but he sellin’ white

20 grand a night if you can get it right

Young nigga sitting in the Benz and it’s white on white

Young nigga black but he sellin’ white

Young nigga black but he sellin’ white

20 grand a night if you can get it right

Young nigga sitting in the Benz and it’s white on white

I can remember my daddy and even daddy’s pappy

Hidin’ bricks of the shit up in my granny’s attic

My uncle stole out the package and daddy beat him savage

And though he beat him, I could tell it was love in the lashes

He looked me deep in my eyes, past the tears and the lashes

Told me, “Son, never become a victim of avocs”

Like Michael did to Fredo, pops should have had a cabin

But showed too much compassion and unc end up rattin’ and

Just reminiscin’ as I package and deliver product

Great men diminish cause snitches often fuckin’ the plot up

Put dollars on my daddy books, unc, fuck him for life

Third generation black businessman, my product white

Young nigga black but he sellin’ white

Young nigga black but he sellin’ white

20 grand a night if you can get it right

Sitting in the Phantom and it’s white on white

Young nigga black but he sellin’ white

Young nigga black but he sellin’ white

20 grand a night if you can get it right

Young nigga sitting in the Benz and it’s white on white

Coming from nothin’, I had to hustle up somethin’

I had to get me some paper, I had to pull me a caper

I tucked the Glock in my khakis, I told my bitch I’ll be back

She told me “Daddy, be careful, you know all these niggas is rats”

Ain’t no fear in my heart, and ain’t no lies in my tongue

Won’t die broke, I put that on the breath in my lung

All of my clips extended, nothin’ I live’s pretended

They threw a case in my face, but I was safe and defended

As I stomp on the street, on the road less traveled

As I look up to God as he look down on the gravel

I ask for protection, from hammers and gavels

And blasphemous devils, somebody, pass them this message

Young nigga black but he sellin’ white

Young nigga black but he sellin’ white

20 grand a night if you can get it right

Sitting in the Phantom and it’s white on white

Young nigga black but he sellin’ white

Young nigga black but he sellin’ white

20 grand a night if you can get it right

Young nigga sitting in the Benz and it’s white on white

Wanna gun me to the ground like Michael Brown

Settled in the projects, now you knock it down

Now my niggas wanna ride ‘til we all expired

Smoked ounce for my dog on the day he died

Sprayed your name on the walls in the project hall

Died for his red rag so it’s for the cause

Bullet holes rip the seams in them denim jeans

The Lorraine Motel was a guillotine

Revolution’s televised, operation pushed

Held a burden and a prize under George Bush

Burt back home, nigga did a quarter

Rick them all, this is the only thing that prison taught him

Flippin’ quarters

Young nigga black but he sellin’ white

Young nigga black but he sellin’ white

Young nigga black but he sellin’ white

20 grand a night if you can get it right

Young nigga black but he sellin’ white

Young nigga black but he sellin’ white

Young nigga black but he sellin’ white

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