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You could get the finger, the middle (come and get some) | (Ah yeah) they love to point the finger | You could get the finger, the middle (come and g…
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You could get the finger, the middle (come and get some) (Ah yeah) they love to point the finger You could get the finger, the middle (come and get some) Boom, boom, boom on your black ass, bitch You could get the finger, the middle (come and get some) Niggas love to point the finger Boom, boom, boom on your black ass, bitch You could get the finger, the middle (come and get some) I thought I hit rock bottom, they ban my album, point the finger I guess nobody loves a real nigga-slash-rap singer I thought I'd bring a little truth to the young troops I brought proof that the niggas need guns too It's not to be a racist, but let's face this Wouldn't you if we could trade places? I got lynched by some crooked cops and to this day Them same motherfuckers on the beat gettin' major pay But when I get my check they takin' tax out So, we payin' for these pigs to knock the blacks out Ain't that a bitch? Some officers are gettin' rich Whoopin' on thugs and robbin' drug dealers for they shit As far as jealousy, bein' a celebrity No matter who committed the crime, they all yell at me And the media is greedier than most You could sell 'em your soul or they'll be on ya 'til a nigga's ghost And everyd ay I read the paper, there's another lie They show my picture for the crimes of another guy Now how's that for the life of a big shot A dead cop, a lawsuit, a little kid shot I play them nothin'-ass marks in the park For tryna earn they stripes in the dark Just 'cause I come there don't mean I from there, peep Only jealous motherfuckers beef, so point the finger Boom, boom, boom on your black ass, bitch You could get the finger, the middle (come and get some) Boom, boom, boom on your black ass, bitch You could get the finger, the middle (come and get some) Boom, boom, boom on your black ass, bitch You could get the finger, the middle (come and get some) Boom, boom, boom on your black ass, bitch You could get the finger, the middle (come and get some) As I run up on 'em madman, a nutcase with a screw loose A zoot troupe full of foolies with toolies Niggas run to me, don't come to me with beef Take your jewels and your Jeep Boom, boom, let that ass sleep It's gettin' hectic, niggas run, quick Buckshots are the payback for dumb shit All you niggas on the block tryna test me Best wear a vest or get open like sesame I'll run up on you mad deep, while you're tryna sleep I'm steady pumpin' bullets in your sheets Wake up, motherfucker, don't stutter Point blank by a nigga from the gutter, yeah Gimme mine, gimme mine, gimme mine Ban my rhymes, now it's back to bustin' nines And bustas can't get none, hell no A quick flurry and he's buried with a swelled jaw I came up from the amateurs to pro hits At 5-0, so you know I take no shit And everybody wants to kill a bringer of bad news So they choose to point the finger Boom, boom, boom on your black ass, bitch You could get the finger, the middle (come and get some) Boom, boom, boom on your black ass, bitch You could get the finger, the middle (come and get some) Boom, boom, boom on your black ass, bitch You could get the finger, the middle (come and get some) Boom, boom, boom on your black ass, bitch You could get the finger, the middle (come and get some) One, two, three, peace to the real G's Still me 'til these motherfuckers kill me I bring skills and I build, kill at will Smoke sess 'til I'm ill, still feel me? One, two, three, peace to the real G's Still me 'til these motherfuckers kill me Pick it up, pick it up, give it up Best to duck or get fucked for your bucks Scream, "One, two, three", peace to the real G's Still me 'til these motherfuckers kill me I can't give up, it's a black thang And I ain't goin' back to the crack game (You can do it, son, be a man and stand up or run) Bitches, let 'em point the finger (You can do it son, be a man and stand up or run) Snitches, let 'em point the finger Yo, one two three, peace to the real G's Still me 'til these motherfuckers kill me I guess nobody loves a rap singer That's why these motherfuckers point the finger (goddamn) Boom, boom, boom on your black ass, bitch You could get the finger, the middle (come and get some) Boom, boom, boom on your black ass, bitch You could get the finger, the middle (come and get some) Boom, boom, boom on your black ass, bitch You could get the finger, the middle (come and get some) Boom, boom, boom on your black ass, bitch You could get the finger, the middle (come and get some) Boom, boom, boom on your black ass, bitch You could get the finger, the middle (come and get some) Boom, boom, boom on your black ass, bitch You could get the finger, the middle (come and get some) Boom, boom, boom on your black ass, bitch You could get the finger, the middle (come and get some) Boom, boom, boom on your black ass, bitch You could get the finger, the middle (come and get some) Boom, boom, boom on your black ass, bitch You could get the finger, the middle (come and get some) Boom, boom, boom on your black ass, bitch You could get the finger, the middle (come and get some) Boom, boom, boom on your black ass, bitch You could get the finger
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