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Black Man (feat. Quavo, Meek Mill & Rara)

アーティスト：T.I.  アルバム：Us or Else: Letter to the System  作曲：クリフォード・ハリス, Quavious Keyate Marshall, Robert Rihmeek Williams & Rodriqueiz Smith 

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[Hook: Quavo] Black man, drop top There go the cops There go the cops There go the cops Is it because of my people? Is it because of my sneakers? Is it because of my jersey? It is because that I'm perfect? [Verse 1: Quavo] Ridin' down 85, three in the morning Why you pull me over sayin' you smell marijuana? (Smellin' the gas) I said I got a ID, I got glaucoma (I got ID) He said, "We ain't in Cali nigga, get out, put your hands up" Runnin' real hard shook the taser (shook the taser) Runnin' real hard shook the taser (shook the taser) I told him can we split it, we gon' shake 'em Nigga hit my phone when you made it (brrp) Out of here, PJ to Jamaica Naw I ain't tell ya wrong, get the paper Been fightin' too long against haters My attitude, yeah I'm going for the shaders [Verse 2: Rara] Live from the cracks of the concrete 12 try to take a nigga off the street Make the gun sound off for Mike Brown Take a nigga life when you face down Hoodie gang strong like Trayvon Gun by the window like Detroit Red Bring that shit by the neck of my woods And bet a nigga ass end up dead Pig in a blanket, fuck was you thinkin'? Free that nigga Boosie, runnin' at the police Left him with a slow leak, right outside VC Tryna keep a Phantom like DC Hangout the G like free Meek Kill a nigga reachin' for a cell phone Hurt to tell his mama he ain't comin' home That's why I stay strapped all summer long And you know it [Hook: Quavo] Black man, drop top There go the cops There go the cops There go the cops Is it because of my people? Is it because of my sneakers? Is it because of my jersey? It is because that you nervous? (damn) [Verse 3: Meek Mill] Black man Running from the law like Pac-Man Try and throw the raw all in the trash can Got smoked by a cop on the dash cam Mug shot on the news, he a mad man When all he did was hustle to run the cash in He feedin' kids in jail if he wasn't crackin' Too many felonies on my jacket All of my brothers turn to assassins We seen too many brothers get put in caskets Too many young baby mothers and baby daddies In the graveyard back then I went from sittin' on clubs to the cashmere You shoulda seen how I flossed on 'em last year Two Maybachs and I had a bad year Young nigga countin' money like a cashier



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