Blacks & P

Lyrics

[Hook: P Money & Blacks] P, M the O the N-E Y, I'm the M the A-N B, L the A the C-K S, I'm the M the A-N P, Blacks, P, Blacks P, Blacks, P, Blacks P, Blacks, P And on top of that we're OG'z [Verse 1: P Money & Blacks] P, wha? I'm colder 22 but I look older Bare lyrics inside the folder Head gone! Gameover Gameover again, final black Can't lack man again, bass them out Then swing them again, look I'm Money making right to the end End, P, I beat the tune on them Could have had more than two again Three dubs sick, more than two of them Head gone! Won't see you again Yeah, got man starting again Strally out, got man barking again Straight headshot, no talking again Friends still out there talking again [Hook: P Money & Blacks] P, M the O the N-E Y, I'm the M the A-N B, L the A the C-K S, I'm the M the A-N P, Blacks, P, Blacks P, Blacks, P, Blacks P, Blacks, P And on top of that we're OG'z [Verse 2: P Money & Blacks] I move like an R8 but quicker If we ain't the best then I beg to differ Bars ain't free, I ain't ever been a ticker When I'm on radio I'm crystal clear You would think I was best friends with the transmitter You can have AIDS and I'll still be sicker The flows [?] like a twenty pound tipper Much more bigger (trust me) Get hotted up get smacked in the kisser No, you are not CP on Twitter Don't tell me about no one's cash Big ting, yeah I just died in RAS 45 big ting, man get clapped Don't talk to me like that, man get slapped Dragged through glass with a broken back Yeah, it's that, it's that [Hook: P Money & Blacks] P, M the O the N-E Y, I'm the M the A-N B, L the A the C-K S, I'm the M the A-N P, Blacks, P, Blacks P, Blacks, P, Blacks P, Blacks, P And on top of that we're OG'z [Verse 3: P Money] P, I'll slap this bre Somebody tell him, "stop acting weird" 'Cause if I go to the car for the mash And pull it out you will start (acting scared) Older than who? I'll slap your beard Thinking you're hard 'cause you're twenty man deep I'll lick one shot then have you Hugging each other in the corner (acting queer) So you better calm yourself Take a deep breath, calm yourself 'Cause I've got way of hitting you in the face And making it look like you harmed yourself Laughing like "why would you harm yourself?" Mess with the chef and starve yourself You came with the intentions to par and got parred Now you parred yourself [Hook: P Money & Blacks] P, M the O the N-E Y, I'm the M the A-N B, L the A the C-K S, I'm the M the A-N P, Blacks, P, Blacks P, Blacks, P, Blacks P, Blacks, P And on top of that we're OG'z [Verse 4: Blacks] Yeah, no sky larking (blam) Send man barking (blam) I don't wanna hear no more talking (blam) You don't know about the guns you bought in (blam) You don't know about drugs exporting Shunted for something they think you had bought in Man don't talk about lyrics and flow I'm working with the craziest flow So let me have some of these shows Murder the dance and I get reloads And on top of that we're OG'z Wanna book me then have to write fee Don't tell me about Blacks and P Cheesy smile, I'll slap your cheese I go sick on a rap, oh jheeze Can't see no one fucking with the team [Hook: P Money & Blacks] P, M the O the N-E Y, I'm the M the A-N B, L the A the C-K S, I'm the M the A-N P, Blacks, P, Blacks P, Blacks, P, Blacks P, Blacks, P And on top of that we're OG'z