Euro – Blackin' Out lyrics

Six shit
Ay yah, yah, yah, yah, yah, yah
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Six nigga, Dedication 6, nigga
Six nigga, six nigga, Dedication 6, nigga
Six nigga, sick nigga, sick six shit nigga
Just because y'all waited oh so patiently

I hear y'all new shit and I cringe (I cringe)
Your girlfriend likes me and my friends (my friends)
If we hit it, that oui is not French (not French)
I'm antisocial, pardon my tints (my tints)
We left E11even at 11 a.m. (yeah)
Raw papers full of peace, cups full of mayhem (yeah)
We all wavy, I'm just sort of on a different wavelength (yeah)
See they more like superstars, I'm more like Super Saiyans
Bein' the greatest ever is my destiny still
Since a child I focused on my Kelly, B, and Michelle (ok)
Sittin' back, gettin' head from a mademoiselle
Tryna put every ghetto kid with a dream in my will (amen)
Dedicated to you for the sixth time, killed it on the fifth one
Now they say I'm big time
While them niggas skipped lunch, I learned how to skip lines
I learned how to kick, punch, power through to get mines
Used to fuck with Sega, my uncle had a pager
I knew this drug kingpin that tried to run for mayor (skrrt)
Posted on the back blocks, talkin' player player
If she bad then I upgrade her, get her unlimited data (brap)
They tryna build a wall, man my dogs gon' hate that shit
And build underground railroads, so the Maybachs fit, yeah
We in the game, but we don't play that shit
Cover your soul before they take that shit
Young

Right nigga, wrong nigga
Dope nigga, ill nigga
Rich nigga, Polo nigga
House bigga, bills bigga
Sick nigga, Hill nigga
Lit nigga, chill nigga
Racks nigga, real bigga
Shaq bigga, lil nigga
Facts nigga, trill nigga
Tax nigga, still nigga
Coke on coke, nigga
Slopes, niggas, hills, nigga
Joke, nigga? No, nigga
Clip bigga, quick trigga
Thick strippers, I ain't into stick figures
Mixed signals
O.J. with the brick
Nigga runnin' through the white
Nigga, O.J. on my wrist
Nigga, that's Sunny Delight
Nigga, diamonds in my teeth, shinin' like some pearly whites
Nigga, straight from New Orleans, like a plate of dirty rice
Nigga bought a lot of art, and I bought a lot to snort, hey
Beat around a bush, right after we beat the court case
Talkin' 'bout a war, that's a convo at the bar, wait
Drugs in the Broncos, start the mothafuckin' horse race
I take off from Earth and take your bitch up into MySpace
I tell her keep her mouth shut
If not I got some scotch tape
Got to keep the lock safe, referrin' to the safe lock
The shelves fall, the ground shake
It make it do the James Brown
I still wear the same crown
Light skin or light brown
I still dick her right down
Hit her with the pipe bomb
Some niggas like to fight crime
Some niggas like to fight fair
Some niggas got the right time
You ask him, he say "time'll tell"
Some niggas think they're icons, some bitches think that I care
Some niggas got a iPhone, some niggas had a SkyTel
Some niggas really pythons, I'm watchin' out for myself
Tattoos, black skin, red eyes, blonde hair
Lyin' there, lookin' like "aw, yeah", lawn chair
Jump right off the Con Air and landed on a timeshare
I wear Versace eyewear, feelin' like top shelf
Cool as two L's and rock bells hot as Scottsdale
Bombshell

Blackin' out, blackin' out, we on the drugs
Blackin' out, blackin' out, blackin' out, blackin' out
All the guns, blackin' out, blackin' out, black black blackin' out
On the run, actin' out, actin' out, actin' out, actin' out (bow)
Yeah, blackin' out, blackin' out, we on the drugs
Blackin' out, blackin' out, blackin' out, blackin' out
All the guns, blackin' out, blackin' out, black black blackin' out
On the run, actin' out, actin' out, actin' out
That's some sick shit