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Black Music

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Black Music

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FEAT. Jim Rampage & MC Quita

album: Get The Dollar

[chorus: MC Quita][3X]

New York, Big Apple!

Now, sing wit' T.B.S. Thug

We're real thugs, shakin' the club

[Jim Rampage]

Laaaaaaa... La, la, la, la...

BLOW! BLOW!

Niggas, please, leave the front of my glock

Hittin' grazed his chops, firin' the block

His girl had a dick-belt and left you like a frog

You're up comedy reason for cops

Was never ready for competition

It's funny! You also came out of the gutter

You never could understand this matter

He thinks it's a G, he thinks it's a porn star

I was born again, I awoke from a bad dream

Damn! Niggaz wanna stick me for my cream

You're insignificant like a fuckin' dust

Don't step on the sidewalk of my crib

You never smoked one smoke wit' me

[chorus: MC Quita][3X]

New York, Big Apple!

Now, sing wit' T.B.S. Thug

We're real thugs, shakin' the club

[Bigg Sound]

The motherfucker knows who's right

The motherfucker knows who leaves home at night

I'm right and you're wrong

I've never been wrong and you're never right

Any motherfucker that song will be tight

Flippin' the smoke, hitin' himself in the head

Life goes fast, out soon that slum

The money isn't for everyone

The music is just one more stunt

I'm a real killa shootin' at a fake killa

I'm a nigga rhyming to another BX nigga

B.I. double G.

I rhyme for real to who wants to kill me

[chorus: MC Quita][3X]

New York, Big Apple!

Now, sing wit' T.B.S. Thug

We're real thugs, shakin' the club

[MC Quita]

New York.. I run!

New York.. I run!

New York.. I run!

Singin' like a star, I'll come

[chorus: MC Quita][3X]

New York, Big Apple!

Now, sing wit' T.B.S. Thug

We're real thugs, shakin' the club

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