Murda - Black Ma** lyrics

[Verse] Always used to pull up pop trunk at Chancellors Yeah, growing hard Falling hard, like a cancer Yeah, always in the city Always keep a dancer Yeah, she playing in my hair She gotta keep me handsome Yeah, she just in the shower S-she not with the cameras Never asking questions Never giving answers That's the code, that's the code, to the ma**es Black ba*tards, black ma**es Yeah, on my 2Pac mom sh**, black panther You flexing one-on-one, one-on-one, Kyla Prattin' Me? On my rock-n-roll sh**, Mick Jagger I'm in these Hidden Hills with M&M's, Kardashian Yeah, I might need a doctor Aftermath is tragic I've been taking all my doses Keeping up and active Rager ain't no major That's a black basket Mask it, walk on Nazareth to black caskets Yeah I got the code, code to the ma**es Black ma**es [Outro] I'm way up, way up, way up Till Nobody can hold wi back