Lyrics

[Verse 1 - Imran Khan] Tenu dasseya si kayi kayi vaar Kise da vi kari na ve ainvayi aitbaar Un kab bankevirehan awazaar Karde nicheck sadda ki karobaar Chick teri kardimainu swikaar Aaja ve mere tu backyard Pakandi ve Barbecue tikke kabab Karde reverse ve I get the bar Saddi te battery ho gayi ae charge Munda The Hague da main incharge Sadda ve different wakhra class Apni company davaan main boss Sadde ve bank 'ch all currencies Source of my income is all overseas Saddi Balenciaga ve shirt Mainu kyon vekhen jiven tu khalees [Hook - Imran Khan] Too many wannabe is down on the block now On the block now, down on the block now Too many copycats down on the block now On the block now, down on the block now [Verse 2 - 2Pac] Black cotton, steady stressin', Smith & Wessons, count my blessings Class is in session: the worst question is the first question Why do we work like slaves sweatin' blades to an early grave? Never got paid but still we slave (in the nine tre') Answer that, then answer this too Love's gonna get ya, you know it's true – life's a bitch, true? You best to backtrack and try to act black and live Not to be phony and positive but why be negative? What's the matter, G? Black cat got your tongue? Fat track got you sprung, now you're hung? Do ya feel me? Dum dum diddy, is it me? Attempt to reach each and every brother on the streets If not peace, then at least let's get a piece I'm tired of seein' bodies on the streets deceased Lookin' through my highschool yearbook Reminiscin' of the tears as the years took One homie, two homie, three homies – POOF! We used to have troops, but now there's no more youth to shoot God, come save the misbegotten Lost ghetto souls of Black Cotton (in God's eyes) [Verse 3 - Yaygo Musalini] My brolas be getting it straight out the trenches We fly with paranahs you swimming with pigeons Might pray to Allah cuz my guap is religious I Valentino my lil toe in the kitchen Look at the flick of the wrist watch me whip it Lionel Messi the way that I kick it I ain't put none of my trust in these niggas I ain't put none my trust in these bitches IK please tell me who these lil niggas Choppa from Pakistan shit on you niggas I keep it 100 won't switch on my niggas Don't talk to young Yaygo if it's not 8 figures Tell that lil nigga to get out his feelings I want a mazi and I want a milli Cavalli my bitch up lil mami she killin' She tell me that she don't feel none of these niggas [Hook - Imran Khan] Too many wannabe is down on the block now On the block now, down on the block now Too many copycats down on the block now On the block now, down on the block now [Verse 4 - Imran Khan] Ni pawan main kali Versace di shades So nazar na aave mainu na koi fake I'm dealing with two faces everyday Ni puri ve industry kardi Betray Mera te style unique te illegal How do you like my Punjabi bilingual Ve kariye ve debut without the casino Lord of Rings da ve lage tu Sméagol Chala vi ae Lambors, te Bentley, Bugatti Ehna de creative de levels ne khali Honja ve Ferange jiven Tsunami Deposit ve pej Kamran Durrani Ni jaaven Paris, Miami, Karachi Let meet the fans in the Shopping Heavy Main hu original your are a copy Call me da brand new General Gaddafi [Hook - Imran Khan] Too many wannabe is down on the block now On the block now, down on the block now Too many copycats down on the block now On the block now, down on the block now [Verse 5 - Dr Dre] Back when Cube was rollin' with Lorenzo in a Benzo I was bangin' with a gang of instrumentals Got the pens and pencils, got down to business But sometimes the business end of this shit Can turn your friends against you But you was a real nigga, I could sense it in you I still remember the window of the car that you went through That's fucked up, but I'll never forget the shit we been through And I'ma do whatever it takes to convince you 'Cause you my nigga, Doc, and Eazy, I'm still with you Fuck the beef, nigga, I miss you And that's just being real with you You see the truth is Everybody wanna know how close me and Snoop is And who I'm still cool with Then I got these fake-ass niggas I first blew with Claimin' that they non-violent, talkin' like they (Do not resist the beat) Spit venom in interviews, speakin' on reunions Move units, then talk shit and we can do this Until then, I ain't even speakin' your name Just keep my name outta your mouth And we can keep it the same, nigga It ain't that I'm too big to listen to the rumors It's just that I'm too damn big to pay attention to 'em That's the difference