Blacc Zacc — 48 Laws

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[Intro]
I go hard on these bitches, can’t be soft on a ho
Boston George in my city, snort a keek in for blow
And my whole team winning, you can come check the score

[Chorus]
I’m in the streets with the pole, I need five racks for a show
I go hard on these bitches, can’t be soft on a ho
Boston George in my city, snort a keek in for blow
And my whole team winning, you can come check the score
We gon’ ball nigga, ball nigga, ball nigga
We gon’ ball nigga, ball nigga, ball nigga
We gon’ ball nigga, ball nigga, ball nigga
Stand tall, this the forty-eight laws nigga

[Verse 1]
We gon’ ball nigga
We gon’ get this money, screamin’ fuck the law nigga
Blacc a multimillionaire, he still hang with killers
Bitch I keep a killer with me case you touch my scrilla, nigga
Ayy, I ain’t no rap nigga
Richland County dope boy, I’m a trap nigga
I was still in mama’s house when I saw six figures
She eat that dick and pop that pussy for a rich nigga
Hold up AP, VVS’s clarity
Remember me and B
One hundred P’s on ten street
Serve a sixteen, that’s back when I was sixteen
In the box Chevy, me and green, carbon fifteen

[Chorus]
I’m in the streets with the pole, I need five racks for a show
I go hard on these bitches, can’t be soft on a ho
Boston George in my city, snort a keek in for blow
And my whole team winning, you can come check the score
We gon’ ball nigga, ball nigga, ball nigga
We gon’ ball nigga, ball nigga, ball nigga
We gon’ ball nigga, ball nigga, ball nigga
Stand tall, this the forty-eight laws nigga

[Verse 2]
Ayy, we from the fours nigga
I seen my brother serve a nine on Albert Road nigga
I know some youngins catchin’ bodies, kickin’ doors nigga
I’m well respected with some killers on the rows nigga, ayy
How you got it out that bowl nigga?
Skrt skrt as a youngin got exposed nigga
Remember the feds did a sweep up in them fours nigga
And ever since they killed J-Jack my heart went cold nigga, damn
Oh you mad ’cause I’m rich, huh
You on your ass, I’m on my shit, huh
I kept going and you quit it, huh
All this hate, I gotta walk ’round with that stick now

[Chorus]
I’m in the streets with the pole, I need five racks for a show
I go hard on these bitches, can’t be soft on a ho
Boston George in my city, snort a keek in for blow
And my whole team winning, you can come check the score
We gon’ ball nigga, ball nigga, ball nigga
We gon’ ball nigga, ball nigga, ball nigga
We gon’ ball nigga, ball nigga, ball nigga
Stand tall, this the forty-eight laws nigga, ayy

[Outro]
I was down the road nigga, I’m a millionaire
Forty-eight nigga, I’m a millionaire
I’m tryna be the bluff road billionaire
I’m tryna be the bluff road billionaire
CEO motherfucker