BLK & WHT

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Rick Ross - Rap, In English

BLK & WHT

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[Chorus] Young nigga black but he sellin' white Young nigga black but he sellin' white Mmm, hmm Wanna gain it all, but you gon' lose your life Young nigga black but he sellin' white Young nigga black but he sellin' white Nigga crib so big, it's a damn shame Nigga sellin' white for a gold chain [Verse 1] I've been trained to go since a young nigga stepped off the porch Catch me in the kitchen, kilo, hey bring the fork I've been tryna hold it down but these niggas livin' so fowl Runnin' out on niggas intent of knockin' ya down BANG! Your window shattered like it never mattered You movin' weight, your pockets gettin' fatter It's politics when it come to sticks Ski mask and glove, nigga want a brick My money funny, but you gotta love it High heel thuggin' in Magic City, these bitches fuckin' Your homie doin' taxes and they call it fraud I'm in and out of traffic, still movin' hard [Chorus] 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 sittin' 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 sittin' in the Benz and it's white on white [Verse 2] Take a look at me, I'm trappin' No excuses, I'm stackin', talkin' hundred on top of hundred Them 100 makin' the magic blow A hundred in a day, a hundred different ways Rich nigga, bitch, put a hundred in my grave Make my headstone read ''head of MMG'' That's another hundred mill, really, you can come and see Forbes.com, I'm the Teflon Don Too close to a nigga as a motherfuckin' bomb Trayvon Martin, I'm never missin' my target Bitch niggas hatin', tell me it's what I'm parkin' Wingstop owner, lemon pepper aroma Young black nigga, barely got a diploma [Chorus] Young nigga black but he sellin' white Young nigga black but he sellin' white 20 grand a night if you can get it right Sittin' 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 sittin' in the Benz and it's white on white [Verse 3] Showin' 'til the day I die, I'mma look up at the sky Young trapstar, read, "The World is Mine" Proceedin' with my grind like police is on my line Instagrammin' shit for all the teachers I despised Never saw my vision, you only saw me suspended Now my white bitches be fuckin' me 'til I'm winded Breathe. Breathe. Young nigga, breathe If your ass wasn't rappin', what would you be? [Chorus] 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 Hmmmm mmmm Uuuuuuuuuuuu White white white Hmmmm mmmm 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 sittin' in the Benz and it's white on white

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Credits

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  • D. Rich
  • Rick Ross