Well I got a new kinda squaredance rap
Don't talk smack
Flash my gat
I'm finna spit and hold my dick
And heat shit up like a thermostat
Grab your partner by the chaps
Give your partner a pimp-slap
Ti symbolize the ghetto trap
Step to the right
Give three claps
Kids jam-packed in tenement shacks
Ain't shit cookin on the stove but crack
This is the bat this hell begat
Cuz bosses are cleptomaniacs
Two by two
Duck from a B1 bomber raid
Ain't bout the plans Osama made
Banks gettin paid off petrol trade
How much cash could a o-z grow?
Til all are fed and all have beds
My skin is Black
My story is is red
FBI comin round the outside
Which one of us finna die tonight?
Is we finna fight over crumbs to bite
Or make a whole muthafuckin world
Everybody throw them bows
Right upside your partner's nose
By now you've got bloody clothes
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